Page 120 of Over the Moon

I flipped him the bird as all the guys howled in laughter.

“Hey, remember, my sister and nephew are coming into town tonight. So let’s put on a good show for the little guy tomorrow, ‘cause he’s coming to watch us.”

“Beefcake will be in the house!” Weston said, cupping his hands together to make his words louder.

“Is his name seriously Beefcake?” Parsons asked.

“It’s his handle. He’s one cool cat,” I said. “And the little dude loves hockey, so let’s show him a good time.”

“He’s the coolest kid I’ve ever met,” Weston said. “He came to a few games last season.”

“I’m sort of partial to that little angel, Melody,” Lefty said. “She was cute as hell, the way she wanted me to carry her all around.”

“That’s because your beard was grown out, and she thought you were Santa.” Weston chuckled, dodging the shoe Lefty chucked at him.

“Hey, the ladies love my beard. It’s an added bonus when I take them on a trip to pleasure town.” He waggled his brows, and laughter erupted.

“That is more information than I ever wanted to know about you and your overgrown beard.” I barked out a laugh. I held my hand up and high-fived the guys before draping my gym bag over my shoulder and making my way out to my truck.

I sent a text to Eloise. I hated that I couldn’t just go pick her up and drive her to my place. I didn’t think sneaking around would be a big deal, but I was wrong.

I hadn’t been in a relationship in a very long time. This was something special, and I wanted to share it.

Wanted to be open about it.

Hey, Weeze. I’m heading home. Emerson and Cutler are already there, if you want to head over.

Weeze

Weeze

Emerson called me an hour ago to say she was here, so I put on a baseball cap, some big sunglasses, and came over. She’s got dinner in the oven, so it’ll be ready when you get here.

Sounds good. See you soon. Love you.

Weeze

Love you more.

I drove the short distance to my place, parked underground, and took the elevator up to my floor.

When I pushed the door open, Cutler was already sprinting toward me. “Uncle Clark is in the hizzle!”

I couldn’t help but laugh, because this kid was hilarious without even trying. I bent down and wrapped him up in a hug. “Hey, Beefcake. I’m glad you’re here, buddy.”

“Are you kidding? I can’t wait to watch you on the ice tomorrow. I know the Lions are going to win the Stanley Cup again this year.”

“We’re going to give it our best shot, that’s for sure.” I pushed to stand just as Emerson walked over and hugged me.

“Nice to see you, brother.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you guys could get away. I wish Nash could have come,” I said.

“He’s bummed he couldn’t make it, but he’s glad we could sneak away. He knows how much Cutler wanted to see you out on the ice, and I just thought you and Eloise could use some support.” She smiled at me, and I could feel her concern.

Eloise came out of the kitchen, and I rushed her, dipping her back and kissing her hard. I hadn’t seen her since this morning, and I’d missed her.

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