Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
A spin-off from the Only One series!
Ariella
The last time I saw him, I’d just turned eighteen.
Six years later we’re face-to-face again.
Neither of us wanted the night to end.
The next morning, we made a pact.
Each of us going our separate ways.
Until two pink lines changed everything.
Jaxon
Life was going my way.
Hockey. Family. All of it.
Until…I saw her.
She was different now.
One thing led to another and we got carried away.
It was supposed to be one night.
Our secret.
Then she’s at my door with news that rocks my world.
I’m going to be a dad
*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************
one
Jaxon
I slip my leg through the dress pants and repeat the action with the other leg before tucking in the white button-down dress shirt. The tailor-made shirt fits perfectly, just like the blue suit I’m wearing tonight. Grabbing the brown belt, I weave it through the belt loops circling my waist and buckle it in the middle. I look in the mirror, making sure it’s centered, and run my hands through my short, dark-brown hair before moving back to the bedroom, grabbing the bottle of cologne and spraying one shot on the left and another on the right.
I turn the bathroom light off before heading over to the long bench right in front of the king-size bed. My phone rings from the middle of the bed, where I tossed it before I stepped into the shower. Looking down, I see it’s my father calling. Instead of answering it, I press the red button declining the call before grabbing one of the brown shoes and slipping my foot into it.
“Jaxon,” my father yells from down the hall, probably just walking out of his bedroom, “are you almost ready?” The voice gets closer and closer to my door before I hear the knock. “Are you decent?”
I shake my head as I snatch up the second shoe. “Dad, we literally showered at the arena three hours ago, together!” I shout as I tie the laces to the second shoe before he sticks his head into the room. “I’m naked,” I joke with him as I look up at him and finish tying my shoe.
He ignores my joke. “Oh good, you’re dressed.” He pushes the door the rest of the way open before coming in and standing there with his hands on his hips, wearing a black suit with a black button-down shirt. I definitely got my build from my father. He’s six-five and I’m just a touch shorter than him, which is good since we both play the position of defense. His build is broad shouldered, which I also got from him, but he’s thicker in the waist where I’m leaner.
“Did you really call me from inside the house?” I get up before reaching down and grabbing my suit jacket. “You yell at Victoria all the time when she does the same thing.” I mention my younger sister, who we nickname Tori.
His eyes glare at me and I have to bite the inside of my lip to not burst out laughing at him. “That is only because she calls me to bring her a glass of water because she says the kitchen is too far away.” His dark blue eyes say he hates it, but his soft tone says he would do anything for her because she was his first girl. Kiera, on the other hand, who is actually the baby of the family at sixteen, gets away with everything. But then again, I broke them in for Victoria and Kiera. Only then Victoria drove them up the wall from the time she started walking. The more you told her no, the more she was like “yeah, okay, I’m going to do that anyway.”
“You were the one who begged her not to move away for school, so you have no one but yourself to blame.” I raise my eyebrows.
“I didn’t think she would actually do it. She wanted to spread her wings.” He looks over his shoulder to make sure that it’s just the two of us. When the time came around to pick a school, she said she wanted to stay local for my parents. However, I think she really wanted to stay local because she was treated like a queen here and didn’t have to do anything for herself. She is about to graduate from the university in the spring and has zero plans of moving out at any time. I seriously think my parents will move out of this house before she does.
“Why would she leave?” I pull the cuffs out of my jacket before walking over to my dresser and grabbing one of the cuff links, putting one in before grabbing the other one. My parents gave me these for Christmas one year. They have my initials engraved on them and I only use them for special occasions. I figure tonight is one. “She has all her bills paid for. She made her bedroom a suite with a sitting area. She comes and goes as she pleases; her food is cooked for her. She has everything she needs, and she doesn’t have to do anything because her father does it for her.” I tilt my head to the side when I grab my watch and place it on my wrist. The silver Rolex was a gift my parents got me the day I got drafted into the NHL. Even though I've gotten myself quite a few watches over the years, this is the one I usually wear.