Page 31 of Hat Trick Daddies

We step out of the truck, walking side by side toward the rink.

At the doors, we part ways with a simple nod, but the anticipation buzzing in the air between us says more than words could.

As I head back to my office, I feel a strange mix of nervousness and excitement.

Tonight is going to change everything.

CHAPTER TEN

Brooks

The house is quiet.

The twins are out clubbing, probably causing chaos at some downtown hotspot, and the stillness of the place feels like a rare gift.

My mind is spinning, though I try to keep myself calm.

Tonight isn’t just any night, it’sthenight.

I’m going to be Ally’s first, and the thought sends a strange mix of excitement and responsibility through me.

It’s not like I planned for this to happen, but somehow, it feels right.

The twins don’t know where I’m going, and that’s for the best. Tyler would lose his mind if he found out.

I glance around the house, its sleek modern design feeling unusually empty without the usual noise of my roommates. The silence gives me time to get my head straight before I head to Ally’s.

Stepping into the bathroom, I flick on the light. I strip off my shirt and jeans, tossing them into the laundry hamper before stepping into the shower.

The hot water hits my skin, a steady stream of heat that melts away the tension in my shoulders. I let it run over me, my eyes closed as I lean against the cool tiles.

The thought of being the first man Ally’s ever been with, it’s exhilarating. There’s something powerful about it, something that makes me want to take my time and make sure it’s perfect for her.

A smirk tugs at my lips as I think about Tyler.

This…this would drive him insane.

I shake my head, chuckling softly to myself as I grab the soap. Tonight isn’t about him. It’s about Ally. And I’m going to make sure it’s a night she never forgets.

As I step out of the shower my reflection in the mirror catches my eye, and I pause for a moment, studying myself.

I pull on a simple V-neck T-shirt and a fresh pair of dark jeans and give myself one more glance in the mirror.That’ll do.

Finally, I grab my leather jacket from the hook by the front door.

The drive to Ally’s place is quiet. The streets are mostly empty, the city lights casting a soft glow over the pavement as I navigate to the pinned location she sent me.

When I pull up in front of her house, I kill the engine and sit there for a moment, staring at the modest little apartment complex.

It’s cozy, the kind of place that feels lived-in and warm.

Then suddenly, I feel nervous.

What the hell am I doing? Is this a bad idea?

The questions swirl in my mind, and for a moment, I consider turning the truck back on and leaving.

Ally is young, and this could get complicated.

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