Sin Bin_FU HOCKEY by Mandi Beck

Author:Mandi Beck [Beck, Mandi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-09T16:00:00+00:00

Eight

Stella

After waiting a damn eternity for the elevator, I say screw it and head for the stairs. The exercise will be good for me and the baby. At least, that’s what I tell myself before starting the trek up the eleventy-million stairs. Last time I took them, I wasn’t nearly as pregnant, and going down is a whole lot easier than going up. Finally reaching the top, I head toward Jason’s place, pretending like I’m not winded. Then, when I’m unable to lie about that, I convince myself the only reason I’m winded is because of the stairs and nothing to do with seeing him again. We weren’t supposed to see each other until tomorrow, but I left my book here last night and I need it for my paper.

I knock on the door and will my breathing and heart rate to get their shit together. I’m just about to knock again when the door flies open and a beautiful, and surprised, woman stands there, gaping at me. Shit. Didn’t take him long, did it? Ignoring the crushing feeling I have no right to feel, I stand a little straighter, determined not to let her see how much this just hurt me. With a fake smile, I push on. “Sorry to bother you, is Jason here?”

The woman’s mouth opens and closes three times—I know because I counted—before she says, “Yes. Yeah. He’s in the shower, though.” She pauses, looking me over from head to toe before continuing, “Do you want to come in?”

Her tone is dripping with uncertainty and curiosity. Clearly, she has a close relationship with him if she’s answering his door and he’s in the shower. Plus, it’s not even noon yet. Did she spend the night? Come just after I left? That hurts even more after the talk we had.

“I just need to grab a book I left here last night.”

“Last night? You were here last night?” the woman asks, confused and even more curious than before.

Before I can answer, I hear Jason from somewhere inside the apartment. “Joey, I love you and all, but—Stella?”

I can see him over her shoulder, standing in the middle of his living room, a towel knotted low on his hips, as water drops onto his shoulders and chest from his mop of wet hair. The sun from the floor-to-ceiling windows cast him in a god-like glow. Why does he have to be so damn hot?

Jason moves forward so he’s standing directly behind the woman he called Joey now, looking at me with concern. “Is everything okay? The baby?”

I nod, not able to talk past the lump in my throat when Joey barks out a laugh.

“Ooooohhh, you’re in so much trouble. I’m telling Ma,” she sing-songs gleefully.

“Shut up, brat. Let Stella in. Cruz, this is my sister, Joey. Joey, this is Stella Cruz, my—” He stalls, not sure what to say, when Joey pipes in.

“Your baby mama?” She’s practically bouncing on her toes, she’s so excited. I’m not sure if it’s at the prospect of being an aunt or getting Jason in trouble.

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