Pucking Dad's BFF: A One Night Stand Age-Gap Romance by Blakely Stone

Author:Blakely Stone [Stone, Blakely]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blakely Stone
Published: 2024-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

Hawke

Goal Post: The red steel frame that is on the front of the hockey net. There are two vertical ‘posts’ and a horizontal ‘crossbar’ that make up the goalposts

Tuesday, April 23

6:50 pm

“Bye, Honey,” I say into the house as I open the door to leave. Julia is staying with her grandparents and she is over the moon. No one even walks me to the door because they are so engrossed in looking at photo albums.

The Stanley Cup Tournament officially started yesterday. Toronto has its first game tonight. I won’t be there for that one, but I plan to fly out for as many as I can.

Anna went to her house to grab a few things. We have plans to meet back at the house. I am picking up takeout for us on my way back.

I didn’t expect to be consumed with thoughts of Beck the moment we landed in Nashville. Nashville was her city, and she was every inch the southern belle with her little princess airs and sweet-as-pie manners.

I am a Midwest boy myself, or at least I was before hockey took me to Nashville.

The staffing company I hired to run the house while we are here left one person on duty tonight. I’m in what I presume to be the primary bedroom suite. My suitcases and Anna’s are still closed up and sitting near the double walk-in closets.

The home is modern with tall windows and sleek, elegant lines. The décor is minimalistic and tasteful. I’d selected the home long before I thought about having Anna here with me. But I can tell she likes it. She’s so different from Beck in that way.

Anna likes new designs, new ideas, and modern aesthetics. Beck liked a simple life with a homey charm to it. They are so different. Am I moving too fast with Anna?

Something changed last night. I’ve felt myself falling for Anna for quite some time. Last night, it was like everything fit, like we were magnetically pulled together. But today I have conflicting feelings and am so confused.

I place both hands behind my head and clasp my fingers, exhaling loudly as I stare blankly out of the window. It’s dark out and the yard is barely visible.

In the reflection of the glass, I see the door to the bedroom open and then close. Anna is there, wine and glasses in hand, looking hopeful. And beautiful.

Opening up to her about Beck felt good. I saw a therapist for several years after she died, but it has been at least five years since I’ve really let myself think about her and open up about her. It was cathartic. But I am still feeling a lot of angst and heaviness.

Is it guilt? Could I still be mourning after all of this time? I can’t put my finger on it, but I don’t like it. I am falling in love with Anna, but somehow, today felt like a step back, even given how amazing last night with her was.

How do I

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