What It Was: A Best Friend’s Brother, Volleyball and Hockey Romance (Off Ice Book 1)

Prologue

Istand in shock as I stare into the icy-blue eyes that have haunted me for the past two years. Her face has paled into a ghostly shade of white, and she looks like she’s about to faint at the sight of me.

“Mama! Look! Mama!”

The fact that I can hear anything over the ringing in my ears is a miracle. This has to be a sick joke, because the scene playing out in front of me isn’t real life—it can’t be.

I try to gather myself, but I can’t. I’m stunned, frozen at the sight of Kenna, my Kenna, shrugging away from the guy with his arm draped over her shoulders.

And Kenna’s twin brother, Carson, is holding the blonde baby girl who just called her “Mama.”

Kenna goes to grab the baby girl from Carson and wraps the little girl into her arms, nuzzling her neck—breathing her in.

“Hi, baby,” she coos to the girl.

I watch as the little girl pulls back and grabs Kenna’s cheeks, placing a big, sloppy kiss on her face before giggling.

How is this happening? I knew it was over. We hadn’t spoken since that night in Boston, the night that changed everything.

But now it’s really over . . . for good. Kenna has moved on. She created a life with someone else. They started a family.

A family you’ll never be a part of.

My stomach sinks at the thought, my throat clogging with the realization.

Kenna turns her back to me, leaning in to whisper something to her brother.

The next moment happens as if in slow motion. The little girl peeks up at me over Kenna’s shoulder and the moment her dark, coffee-colored eyes meet mine, I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that’s my daughter.