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“A boy!” she exclaims, laughing through her tears.

I step forward, kissing her on the cheek. “Yeah, baby. We’re having a boy.”

Everyone cheers, and Daisy looks at me, her eyes full of wonder. “A boy...” she says. “We’re having a little boy.”

I grin, my chest swelling with pride. “Yeah. And he’s gonna be the luckiest kid in the world, with parents like us.” I kiss her again, softer this time. It’s all so overwhelming, in the best way.

A few minutes later, the next helicopter passes with an identical banner. Kieran jumps up, cheering. “Two freaking boys!!!”

I laugh as I watch Beau kiss her roughly, crying as she clings to him.

“Hell yes!” I say, high-fiving Kieran, who then cups her head and kisses her. He lifts her leg up to his waist, kissing her more deeply. I laugh as I nuzzle her neck.

“Thank you,” I whisper in her ear.

“Thank you, guys,” she says as she hugs us, her belly pressing between us. She is fucking adorable. “Are you kidding me?” Daisy laughs, looking between all of us. “You guys are crazy. You already got me a minivan. I can’t believe this.”

“You deserve it,” I tell her, leaning in to kiss her again. “You deserve the world, baby. This party was the least we could do.”

She giggles, shaking her head. “You guys are gonna spoil our sons rotten, huh?”

“Hell yeah, we are,” Beau says, grinning from ear to ear.

We gather around her, feeding her cake, kissing her, and just basking in the moment. It’s perfect.

I’m surrounded by the guys, Logan with his camera still rolling, Daisy glowing with joy, and all I can think is that I’m the luckiest guy in the world. We’re building this family, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Daisy takes a deep breath, looking at all of us. “This is everything,” she says quietly, her voice thick with emotion.

“Everything and more,” I say, brushing my hand over her swollen belly. “We’re just getting started.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

Daisy

I wakeup tangled in sheets and limbs, the warmth of three men still surrounding me. I’m sore—oh, God, sore in the best way possible. Everywhere.

I stretch, groaning softly, and glance over at the clock on my phone. It’s way too early, but I don’t really mind. Last night was… unforgettable.

I slip out of bed slowly, trying not to wake anyone. The house is quiet, except for the sound of their steady breathing.

The familiar scent of them clings to the sheets, and I smile as I tiptoe down the stairs. I grab a bottle of water from the fridge, then flop onto the couch, Slim curling up beside me. I stroke him absently as I open my laptop to finish the video upload. But first, I check my emails.

There’s one from Logan with a subject line that makes my stomach flutter:Video From Last Night.

I click it, and the baby shower video plays. My heart swells with joy.

I can’t believe they did that. Everything was perfect. The helicopter reveal, the surprise gifts, the way they all looked at me—like I was the most important thing in the world. It was overwhelming in the best way.

I watch the video again, grinning like an idiot. Every time I see it, I’m reminded of how lucky I am. How much I have.

“Hey, baby.”

The soft voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I glance up, smiling when I see Kieran standing at the bottom of the stairs. He’s shirtless, the muscles in his chest and abs glistening in the morning light.

Damn, he’s fine.

“Hey,” I reply, my voice a little raspy.