One Tasty Pucking Meet Cute (Frosty Harbor #2) Read Online Penelope Bloom

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Frosty Harbor Series by Penelope Bloom
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Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 101505 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 508(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
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Jake and Caroline are on the couch, talking about something that looks relatively serious. They’re both speaking quietly and positioned a little separate from the group, as if they don’t want to be overheard.

Andi and Jesse are taking turns feeding eachother grapes in the kitchen while they share flirtatious smiles.

“Mia!” Maddox calls. He hops up from the table with his arms wide as he approaches me.

“Maddox?” I say, feeling a little weird. Everybody has been nice, but I’m still getting used to these famous NHL players even noticing me. Over the past two years, the time I’ve spent around all of them feels more and more like a foggy dream.

He wraps me in a tight, muscular hug. “We’ve all missed you. I think you may need to start that cooking club up again and invite Jesse and Jake. They both keep trying to cook for us and I think maybe they’ve been infiltrated by a rival team. Because I’m pretty sure they’re trying to slowly poison us.”

I grin. “No cooking club, sorry. There definitely wasn’t much interest last time that happened in Frosty Harbor.”

“There was some interest, though,” Liam says pointedly. Liam is still at the table with a few cards in his hand. He has his arm draped over the back of the chair and looks like James Freaking Dean or something. He doesn’t talk as much as the other guys, but when he does, it almost always feels like his words have more meaning than meets the eye.

“Yeah, some,” I say, not sure which layer of his comment I’m really responding to.

Caroline and Jake give me a brief greeting, then break off whatever quiet conversation they were having. Jake goes back to the bathroom and Caroline pulls out her phone. I go into the kitchen, where Andi and Jesse are still acting like newlyweds, even though they got married over a year ago.

I pause at the sight of them. Andi has on tight black leggings and a deep purple sweater. She is reaching up with her arms around Jesse’s neck, and the position is pulling her sweater up high so I can see the shape of her belly–the shape, which is distinctly rounded and not in the way it would be if she’d been enjoying her cookies more than usual. “Wait a second,” I say, kneeling and staring at Andi’s stomach. “When were–”

She pulls her arms from Jake, tugging her sweater down and then coming to put her hand over my mouth.

“Shhh,” Andi says, bulging her eyes. “Secret,” she mouths.

Jesse looks seriously at her. He lowers his voice. “If she noticed, other people will, soon. We need to tell them.”

“I don’t want to jinx it,” Andi whispers back.

“You sound like Maddox,” Jesse says. “Come on, Andi. I’m fucking dying not being able to tell everyone.” He pulls her into a hug and kisses her.

“Tell everyone what?” Maddox appears, almost as if by magic. He’s chewing a grape. “And why do you say ‘you sound like Maddox’ as if it’s a bad thing? I thought we were buds, Jesse.”

Jesse grimaces. “We are. I just… Andi, please.”

She bites her lip, then gives the slightest nod.

Jesse beams. He rips open a few drawers, finds a big black sharpie, and touches both of Andi’s shoulders. “Give me just a minute. I know how to do this.”

“Okay?” she says.

Maddox is stuffing grapes into his mouth as he leans casually on the counter. “I still have no idea what’s going on,” he says, cheeks full like a chipmunk preparing for winter.

“Is that really new for you, Maddox?” Andi asks.

He shrugs. “No. Not really.”

It’s only a minute or two before a door in the hall opens and Jesse comes flying into the living room with his shirt off. He’s waving it over his head and his muscular body is covered in big, black words sloppily written by his own hand. “WE ARE PREGNANT.” It’s written on his chest and back.

I cover my laugh with a hand. I guess this is his idea of a pregnancy announcement fit for NHL players?

He storms into the room, jumps on the table and hops up and down as he whoops and cheers. Like a bunch of animals, the other guys are already cheering and joining him, ripping off shirts and jumping on furniture before they’ve even had a chance to read the words on his chest.

“What the hell is going on?” I ask, having to yell for Andi to hear me.

“Athletes,” she says. “Take off your shirt and all they know is it’s time to celebrate something.”

I give Andi a hug while the guys still dance and celebrate, even though I’m almost positive none of them but Jesse even know what they’re celebrating yet. “I’m really happy for you. And jealous,” I add with a laugh.

“Jealous? Really?” she asks, making me wish I hadn’t thrown that last bit in.


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