High Sticking (Puck Battle) by Kristen Echo

Author:Kristen Echo [Echo, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kristen Publishing
Published: 2018-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

A s the water washed away the remnants of their workout, Meagan collected her thoughts and tried to sort through the jumbled mess. He very clearly said next time, which implied more. How much more was the question?

On one hand, that was the most fun experience of her life. Cameron had worked her body in all the right places. Every muscle was deliciously sore and she couldn’t wait to do it all over again. On the other hand, her feelings for him and his daughter were growing into something she never intended. Their time together was temporary. Falling in love would be stupid and damaging to her credibility within the industry. If Mr. Northcote found out, she’d be fired; gone would be her dreams of pursuing this as a career.

By the time she dried off and dressed, Cameron and April had returned. A blonde mop of curls raced towards her. Meagan picked her up and hugged her. “How was your day?”

“Great! We decorated Easter eggs.” Easter sounded more like eater, but no one corrected her. “They need to dry. If you want to make one, I can show you how. Daddy said he wanted one,” April said, wiggling out of her arms.

Meagan set her down and April grabbed her hand, tugging her towards the kitchen. “Sounds like fun.”

“I’ll be home for the rest of the night.” Cameron shoved his hands in his jean pockets. “If you have other plans, you don’t have to stick around. However, you’re welcome to paint with us and stay for dinner.”

“Are you asking me to hang out with you?” It sounded like a date, but she didn’t want to use that word in front of his daughter. Inside, her heartbeat quickened, clapping like she’d won a gold medal at the Olympics.

His dimples crept in, making him look all shades of sexy. “I am. I like having you around.”

“Then I’ll stay,” she replied.

They boiled eggs and decorated them with paint and stickers. April was quite the little artist. A trait she had not inherited from her father, judging by his finished product. They never talked about April’s mother, and there were no pictures of her around the house. Meagan concluded she wasn’t involved in their lives but had no facts to support her suspicions.

Cameron refused to let her cook dinner even though she offered. They ended up eating turkey breast sandwiches and a house salad. He devoured three plates worth. The night involved so much laughter Meagan’s belly hurt. After dinner, they went to the park down the street and Cameron pushed them on the swings. By the time bedtime rolled around, April wasn’t the only one yawning.

“Do you like ice-cream, Meagan? It’s my favorite food in the whole world.” April picked up an ice-cream cone shaped pillow from her bed and hugged it to her chest.

Meagan sat on the edge of the bed and smiled. “Ice-cream is yummy, but my favorite food is cheese. I like all sorts and haven’t found a flavor I don’t love.

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