I step forward, wrapping my arms around her. She breaks at my contact, fresh tears falling. I bend down, kissing first her, then Tuo. “I love you, Hurricane. I love our boys. I love Jake and Mars. And now I love No Name,” I add, using the nickname we always give to each new baby.
She makes a sound somewhere between a laugh and a cry, nodding her head.
Jake step in, wrapping his arms around both of us. “And you know I’m in. I love kids. I say we don’t stop until we get a full hockey team—”
“No,” Rachel and I say together.
Mars steps in on our other side, his large hands braced over Jamie’s sleeping back.
“Mars, you in?” Jake says with a raised brow. “Baby number three?”
He nods. “I think I’d like a girl this time…though another boy would also be fine.”
“Oh god,” Jake says with a snort. “Can you imagine Cay with a girl?” He grins at me. “Shit, I bet you any money it’s yours. It’s gotta be. Three for three. We each get a baby, and yours will be a moody, gorgeous, potty-mouthed girl.”
Rachel smiles up at me, her eyes still watery. “Well, if she’s potty-mouthed, at least she’ll come by it naturally,” she adds, flashing me a knowing look.
Fuck, did Mars rat me out?
“Yeah,” I reply, giving her my best asshole smirk. “She gets it from her mom.”
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THE END