Page 2 of Pucking Rebound
I was powerless against his tempting lips, strong body, and monster cock.
Completely dick drunk and high on the multiple orgasms he gave me night after night.
We couldn’t stop ourselves and swore it was just a rebound thing.
At least that’s how it started—casual sex to help me forget.
We were lying to ourselves and each other because there was more going on between us.
And now it’sso muchmore.
A baby.
Howwill I tell him?
Whenwill I tell him?
Anxiety surges through my veins, pulsing faster than a shot of adrenaline.
Laying the pregnancy test on the lip of the bathtub, a cocktail of conflicted feelings zoom around my brain. I’m excited about the baby and sad at the same time because he and I are not together anymore.
Since ending things between us four weeks ago, all I’ve felt is sadness, but my body still craves him. It remembers his touch and his whispers of adoration as he fucked me into oblivion.
I had my reasons for calling it off.
At the time, it felt like the right thing, but now it feels like the worst decision I’ve ever made.
Sweat beads my top lip as nerves swirl in my lower belly. Or maybe it’s the baby moving.Is it too soon?
I give my tummy a rub as an involuntary smile pulls at my lips.
The tension that’s been living in my temples since I realized my period was late eases a little as happiness fizzes over my skin.
I’m going to be a mom.
“Hey, little one. It’s me, Mommy.”Just wait till you find out who your daddy is.
The journalists are going to have a feeding frenzy.
Because my baby daddy is someone extraordinary.
Jordan ‘Jordy’ Miller.
Son of the President of the Edmonton Chamber of Commerce.
He’s an elite hockey player for the NHL.
An Edmonton Eagle.
Their star right-winger.
And my brother’s best friend.
THREE MONTHS AGO
CHAPTER ONE
Lola
