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“They don’t have to love each other. He just has to stick his dick in—” Tracker stopped before he finished when Coast shoved on his shoulder.

“You finish that, and I’m going to take the Xbox,” Coast said.

I put a closed hand to my mouth and feigned a cough to cover my laughter. Devil, Jag, and Crusher, on the other hand, didn’t have a problem laughing out loud.

River, who sat beside Jag with Poppy on his lap, rubbed her belly, then slapped Jag’s arm. “You won’t think it is funny when Poppy says stuff like that or our son,” she pointed to her stomach.

Bailey looked at River from her spot. She sat on one side of Neely while Devil sat on the other side of the little girl. “I’d reach over and smack Lance, but we all know the chance this one...” She rubbed her stomach. “...after he is born,notsaying or doing inappropriate things is a stretch, and we’d all be in denial.” Every one of us laughed at Devil’s expense.

“When the babies get here, the boys are going to outnumber the girls five to three. Seven to three once River and Bailey deliver,” I said.

“That’s cause girls rule, Uncle Flirt,” Neely said.

“No, they don’t,” Paxton argued.

“Bailey said so, and she’s right, and you’re not,” Neely argued back.

“Guys are always right,” Tracker said, backing Paxton up, which showed loyalty to his brother. But I shook my head and leaned back in the chair because Tracker was going to get that no good came from saying stuff like that to women. Even small ones.

“Are not!” Ally stood, and so did Neely. Poppy, barely over a year, clapped her hands and watched from Jag’s lap. That had to be a bad sign.

“We’re stronger and smarter, which makes us right,” Tracker sneered, and Neely lunged. The only thing that kept her from getting to Tracker was Devil when he grabbed the back of her shirt.

I glanced at Coast. “Brother, you going to step in?”

“He’s going to have to learn. Might as well be today. It will save him a shit ton of trouble with women when he’s older.”

“True.”

“You didn’t have to stop her. She’s just a girl. And I wouldn’t hurt her,” Tracker looked at Devil and said.

The brother smiled. “Wasn’t worried about you hurting her, Trac. I was worried about her hurting you.” Tracker looked at Neely, and she grinned at him.

“Boys aren’t smarter because they don’t think with their brains. They think with their penises. Aunt Carly says so,” Ally sneered at Tracker.

“Ally. You’re not supposed to repeat what grownups say.”

“Really, babe. You picked that one to go with?” Crushed said to Carly and lifted a brow at her.

I leaned closer to Coast and lowered my voice, “You know, it’s probably a good thing the boys are going to outnumber the girls, they’re going to need those numbers to deal with them.”

“I agree. The teenage years on the compound should be interesting,” Coast said.

“Our dads lived through it,” I said.

“Yeah, but there weren’t any girls in the mix.”

I didn’t get a chance to reply. Mac walked in, and the room went quiet.

She smiled. “Black Hawk MC has three new members. Archer Weston at eight pounds twelve ounces and twenty-two inches long. Lock Carver at six pounds two ounces and eighteen and a half inches long. Key Carver at six pounds and eighteen inches. Mothers and babies are all fine. And both dads stayed on their feet.”

Everyone hooped and hollered, and I watched as Coast went and hugged Mac. When everyone settled down, Mac added, “After the parents and babies have a few minutes alone, you’ll be able to go back. Ally, you get to come with me now to meet your brother.”

Ally jumped from her seat and grabbed hold of the hand Mac held out. After they left, everyone started talking, and Crusher pulled out his phone and started texting. The dads had left that morning on a ride to Canada and when the women went into labor, they’d turned around. The hospital would be the first place they stopped when they rode into town.

I leaned my head against the wall behind me and watched my brothers interact with their families. We’d been together from the day each of us was born. They were my club brothers, the brothers of my heart, and my best friends. I’d witness each one fall as their woman entered their life.

Leaving me, the last man standing.