Page 57 of Playboy

Thankfully her husband grabs her by the hips and pulls her against his chest. “Stop beating up your brother and let him speak.”

She whips around, hands on her hips. “Are you forgetting how he almost punched you when he found out you were dating me?”

I straighten and run a hand down my shirt. “That was justified.”

Gavin cuts me a stern look

“What?” I throw my arms out. “I’m not wrong. It’s obvious now that you’re the only person who can deal with her kind of crazy, but at the time, you were my dad’s best friend and my coach. How should I have reacted?”

Gavin only grumbles in response.

Beckett barks out a laugh. “Imagine if Vivi came home with a guy twenty years older than her.”

The grumble turns into a growl. “She’s not even two. What is wrong with you?”

Hands in his pockets, Beckett shrugs. “I’m just saying.”

“Say less.” Gavin turns back to me. “I’m not sure how this got turned on me, but did you say you’re having a baby?”

Bouncing on the balls of my feet, I grin. “Yeah. Hannah and I are having a baby. Don’t worry, I got you all matching T-shirts because you’re going to be the best damn uncles around.” I toss Gavin his shirt.

He’s the first to tug me in for a hug. Then, one by one, I give the other guys their shirts and accept their congrats.

When my sister appears in front of me again, I reach into my bag and grab the hat I bought her. It saysWorld’s Best Auntie.

Instantly, the shock on her face melts away and her eyes go misty. “Why are you being so cute about this?” Finally, she throws her arms around me.

With her still in my arms, I look down at her. “Because this is literally the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I get to raise a baby with Hannah. My literal dream girl.”

“So, are the two of you together?” She sounds almost hurt, like she thinks we’ve been sneaking around behind her back.

As much as it pains me to admit it, I tell her the truth. “No. Not that I wouldn’t like that, but I’m not sure she’s ready for all of this.” I drop my arms and motion to myself.

My sister coughs out a laugh through her tears.

“Congrats,” Beckett says, bringing over a handful of cigars.

With a dip of my chin, I take one from him. “Sorry I didn’t make you a shirt.”

He shrugs. “I probably deserve one more than most of these guys.” He nods at the group who have all pulled theirWorld’s Best Uncleshirts on. “But it’s fine. I don’t need a shirt to prove I’m the reason you’re having a baby.”

Aiden steps up beside his oldest brother and rubs his hands together. “Oh this will be good. How did you make this happen?”

Beckett smirks. “I made Arizona happen.”

Frowning, Gavin brings his drink to his lips. “What does Arizona have to do with it?”

Beckett’s focus remains entirely on me. “That’s when the baby was conceived, right?”

“Pretty sure Hannah would prefer her employer not know that,” Liv points out, her brow raised like she’s daring her husband to continue.

He shrugs. “I know what I know.”

“Even if that were true,” Gavin says, his eyes cutting to mine. “How are you to thank for that?”

“Because I made the schedule.”

Gavin’s loud laugh startles Vivi, who’s clutching at his leg like she wants him to pick her up. “Nice try. The NHL and MLB make the schedule.”

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