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  She beamed up at him as he put her on her feet. “Oh my goodness, he is perfect,” she cooed, kissing his head. “Is he ours?”

  “Yup,” he said happily, petting its head. “I thought since you seemed so lonely that a little buddy would be good for you. Do you like him?”

  “I do! He’s adorable, what is he?”

  “Pug-beagle mix. Puggle is the word on the street. I got him at the shelter.”

  Her grin was unstoppable. “Perfect. I love him. Thank you.”

  She kissed him on the lips, lingering a little longer than she should, not that he was complaining, before pulling away and starting for the house, “I have a surprise for you too.”

  Jordie smiled as he picked up his bags to follow her. “I thought the surprise was gonna be you naked when I got home.”

  She smiled back at him. “This dress comes off very quickly.”

  It was the first time he actually noticed what she was wearing, and she was right, the thin little dress would come off in seconds. Flipping up the back of her skirt, he saw she had no panties on and whistled at her as she grinned. “This is true and I see nothing underneath.”

  She grinned back at him, holding the door before kissing the dog’s head. “Easy access. And duh, I didn’t want my brother seeing me naked.”

  He chuckled, but when her dark, lust-filled eyes met his and the curve of her lips taunted him, he wasn’t sure how long he could wait to get under that skirt. Walking past her, he paused in the doorway to kiss her once more before whispering against her lips, “I missed you.”

  She smiled, her nose moving against his until the puppy reached up to lick her jaw. Laughing, she pulled away and he decided that his surprise was a mood killer.

  “I missed you too,” she declared. “But what’s his name?”

  Jordie threw his bags down by the couch and turned to look at her as she came toward him, cuddling the puppy. “Don’t know. Your choice.”

  She looked the pup over and then looked up at him. “Well, since we are hockey family, it only makes sense that his name is Pucky.”

  Family. Man, how that word made him breathless…but Pucky?

  “Pucky?” he said, his brow rising. “How about Puck? Just drop that girlie ‘Y.’”

  Kacey giggled. “Puck isn’t as cute though.”

  “He’s manly man dog,” he said, pointing to him, and the puppy licked his finger, not proving his point. “He will be a manly man dog.”

  “Fine,” she said, looking him over. “What about Gretzky?”

  “Hell yeah, that’s a winner,” he said, nodding his head as he scratched the pup behind his ear. “Gretzky, welcome home.”

  Kacey beamed up at him as she reached over, kissing his lips. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her hard, his hands lifting the skirt of her dress to feel her totally naked ass. Groaning against her lips, he pulled away, meeting her lust-filled eyes. Taking ahold of each of her ass cheeks, his voice was rough, his cock pulsating in his jeans as he said, “Put Gretzky down and let’s go to the bedroom.”

  Pulling back more, she held one finger up. “But you haven’t seen my surprise.”

  His eyes were pleading as he asked, “Can I do you first and then see it without hurting your feelings or making you mad?”

  She scoffed. “No and no. It will take two seconds,” she added when his head fell back, his cock pressed against her soft center.

  “I want you now though,” he begged and she laughed.

  “Two seconds. It’s on the counter,” she said, pushing him away, but he wasn’t going anywhere without another kiss. Dropping his mouth to hers, he kissed her once more and, as he went to deepen the kiss, she pulled away, breathless.

  “Please,” she asked, Gretzky wiggling in her arms. “Go see. Don’t seduce me yet.”

  He scoffed. “I don’t have to seduce you. I just have to look at you and your clothes melt off.”

  Laughing, she pushed him away before she bent over, placing Gretzky on the floor, muttering, “Cocky ass.”

  He grinned as he reached under her skirt, cupping her wet pussy, which caused her to cry out as she stood straight up and smacked his hand. “Pig!”

  His eyes softened as he pulled her into his arms, kissing her nose. “Aw, you haven’t called me that in a long time.”

  She rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You’re killing me, Jordie Thomas.”

  He shrugged. “Sorry, I want you. I can’t concentrate on anything else but getting that dress off you.”

  Her head fell to the side, her eyes pleading as she asked ever so sweetly, “Please?”

  He grinned. “That isn’t fair,” he muttered against her lips, squeezing her ass in his hands. “I want you, but you’re so cute when you are begging me to do something.”

  She smiled, her nose moving along his jaw. “I’ll beg for all kinds of things if you do this for me.”

  “You don’t ever have to beg, baby. I’ll do just about anything for you,” he promised, kissing her nose before letting her go as she grinned up at him.

  “I know, you’re too good to me,” she said to his retreating back and he scoffed.

  “I could always do better,” he said, looking over his shoulder at her.

  “So could I,” she agreed and he narrowed his eyes.

  But before he could say anything, he saw that the kitchen island was covered in cupcakes.

  His favorite cupcakes from Audrey Jane’s.

  Turning, he grinned at her as she came over to stand to the side of the island.

  “How’d you know these are my favorite?” he asked, reaching for one, but she stopped him.

  “Audrey told me. But do you see what they say?” she asked and his brows touched because all he saw were his favorite cupcakes, and his first thought was that he was gonna eat them off Kacey. Instead, he looked back down and realized that they did say something.

  We are having a baby!

  Blinking, his heart stopped as his jaw dropped and he reread the whole thing again.

  We are having a baby!

  No, he read that right. But he must be losing his mind because he was pretty sure it said they were having a baby. How? She had the IUD in, and he would be the first to admit he was a beast of a man, but twice his boys got past that to impregnate her? That seemed a little unbelievable. But when he looked up, Kacey was holding a pregnancy test and he could see from around the counter that it said positive. His heart still hadn’t started beating again and his breath was nowhere to be found.

  His throat was thick with emotion as she mocked him, giving him jazz hands as she cheered, “Surprise?”

  “Really?” he asked around the lump in his throat.

  She nodded, her lip coming between her teeth. “Yeah.”

  “Are you sure?”

  She nodded again. “I took nine pregnancy tests, all positive, and then I went to the doctor. They confirmed it.”

  He blinked a few times, his heart pounding against his chest. “So this is real?”

  She looked away. “Yeah, I thought you’d be a little happier.”

  He scoffed. “A little happier? Are you crazy?”

  She looked up, defeated, and he could see the tears in her eyes before she shrugged. “Guess I was wrong.”

  “Yeah, you were,” he said, wanting to laugh at her assumptions. Coming around the counter, he took her in his arms, wrapping her up tightly before pressing his nose to hers, his eyes boring into hers.

  “Because I’m so fucking happy, I’m speechless.”

  Relief flooded Kacey as she looked into his dark, emotion-filled eyes. When he’d only questioned her, she’d immediately thought he didn’t want it. She had been toying with that idea for the last couple of days, along with the notion that he wouldn’t be able to handle it. But his face was bright, the biggest grin on his lips, his eyes wide and locked on hers. He didn’t look like he couldn’t handle it or that he didn’t want it.

  He looked really fucking happy.