Page 111 of Mayflower

His jaw drops. “Holy shit, bro. Congrats!”

“Thanks. But no one knows yet. You are the first.”

“I’d better be first. Damn.”

“When are you gonna get on the baby action?”

He grins. “Soon.”

“So, I one-upped you, huh? Finally.” I elbow him, glad that he is distracted.

We both laugh as we look down the aisle and watch our spectacular women approach.

This is not the end.

This is just the beginning.

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