Page 83 of Keeping Score

“What’s up, Lee?” He asks.

A whoosh of air escapes her, and she flicks her eyes to me. I smile at my girl and nod. She’s too choked up to tell them so I do it for her. I stand and face my brothers four of them look at me with frowns. “Would you like to know her name?” The four of them share a look and then nod, but I can see the apprehension on each of their faces. “Beck.” His face blanks as he stares at me. I can see he is waiting for me to say something stupid, but not this time.

“Yeah?” He answers.

“Meet your namesake, Becca.” Tears gather in the big fuckers eyes as he stares at me, then he cuts a glance to Leah, who iscrying. Val and the other two are all standing there with their hands covering their mouths with tears in their own eyes.

“You named her after…me?” He whispers, and Leah nods.

“You’re my best friend, Becky. I love you and couldn’t think of anyone better to name my baby after.” Leah chokes out. Becks eats the space up between them in four strides, and he holds Becca close to his chest as he bends down and hugs Leah.

“I love you, Lee, and I promise I’ll love her like she’s my own.” My heart fucking thumps inside my chest whens she pitched the idea to me a couple of hours ago. I didn’t argue because I know how much Beck loves my wife and there is no one I would trust more with my daughter than him.

“What about us?” Crue whines with a pout. Saint throws his arm around his shoulders and pulls him in close.

“Clearly, we aren’t the favorites,” Saint mutters with fake sadness.

Crue bats his lashes at Saint, and I groan. “But I’m your favorite, right?”

Katie rolls her eyes at her husbands. “Excuse those idiots.” She mutters.

I fight back my smile when I see Corv deflate. “Corvin?” He cuts his gaze to me and I smirk.

“He may be her best friend, but you’re mine.” His brows furrow. “Her full name is Becca Corvina True Lockhart. She is named after all of you, so don’t fucking make me regret naming my daughter after you idiots.”

I sit beside my wife and watch our family pass our daughter around, and I can’t help but smile. I’m one lucky motherfucker.

“Hey, it’s midnight,” Alex announces.

“So?” Saint adds. She rolls her eyes, leans down, and places a kiss on Becca's head.

“Merry Christmas, beautiful girl.” I balk at her. In the frenzy of everything and going after my wife and then her going intolabor, I forgot all about it being Christmas. I turn to my Goldie and kiss her. She melts into me like she always does.

“Merry Christmas.” She whispers against my lips.

“Thank you for giving me the best gift I’ve ever received, Goldie. Merry Christmas, baby.” She smiles at me. “How long before I can slide inside your chimney and put another baby in you?” Laughter erupts from her, and I can’t help but join her. “Merry fucking Christmas, you ugly fuckers. Now give me my baby and piss off home to your own kids.”

Sitting here with my wife and daughter in my arms is the ending I never thought I would get. I never knew what love was until I met Leah, and now I can finally say I know what love at first sight feels like because I felt that tonight when I saw Becca. These are the most important people in my life.

I may be the halfback, but I scored the fucking touchdown and won the girls.

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