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“Maybe, maybe not,” Theo said, casting Lyssa a warm smile. “We knew each other before the club was started so our history goes back further than Thom and Annika’s.” He placed a hand on Logan’s shoulder. “But maybe the club’s magic helped everything come right in the end.”

“It wasn’t magic,” Logan said, his voice croaking. “It was me.” He smiled, unrepentant.

“It was definitely you,” Lyssa said to him. She smiled at Meesha. “Both my men have taught me to take a chance when it’s important to do so.”

“I hope we both convinced you that the risk is worth the reward,” Theo said, his voice dropping low as if Meesha wasn’t even there.

“Absolutely,” Lyssa agreed, then kissed him.

It was a good kiss. A long one that hinted the couple in question had forgotten everyone else. Logan rolled his eyes then cleared his throat, but Louisa woke up and kicked, which convinced the pair to part with obvious reluctance.

“Just another happy ending,” Theo said to Meesha with a bright smile, then excused them. “Is the fruit here?” he asked her in an undertone and she pointed to the bouquets that had been studded with orange halves.

“Such a nice gesture,” Lyssa whispered to Meesha. “It’s going to be magical.”

It would be.

Theo strode to meet the guys who had brought a delivery into the side door and directed the placement of the large boxes so they were near the flowers.

Damn. Meesha could do with a man like Theo Tremblay in her life, for sure.

She stayed by the door as more guests were arriving. Hunter and Chloe just about fell into the club, pushing matching strollers, each with one young son. Chloe wasn’t as sleek as Meesha recalled her being, but she was laughing at Hunter, who still looked like trouble on a stick. His hair was a bit longer and he seemed more at ease, his gaze returning always to Chloe. Even after all the time they’d been together, she still blushed when she caught him looking.

That was the good stuff.

“Somebodythought that taking the subway from Grand Central Terminal would be a great idea,” Chloe said, giving Hunter a quelling look.

He put his hand over his heart and tried to look innocent. “Taking public transit is socially responsible.”

Chloe rolled her eyes, then stepped forward to give Meesha a hug. “It’s great to see you, Meesha.”

“You too.”

“You look as fabulous as always,” Chloe said with a smile.

“Keeping them all in line down here without us?” Hunter asked.

“Last one left standing from the new team,” Meesha reminded them. “It’s a good thing I’m so terrific.”

“And so modest,” they said together, then all three laughed.

“Meesha, meet Hollis and Delaney,” Chloe said, gesturing to the twin boys.

“No,” Hunter whispered in apparent horror. “That’s Hollis and this is Delaney.”

“No, it isn’t,” Chloe said sternly. “You’re going to give them a complex by pretending to mix them up all the time.”

“Are you kidding me? I’m introducing them to the possibilities. They’re going to work it, just like I would,” Hunter insisted. “Wait for it. Before they’re teenagers, they’ll be trading places all the time.”

Chloe smiled, undaunted. “Then we’ll have to make more to keep track of them.”

Hunter blinked, then grinned, before he followed his wife down the purple carpet. “I thought runners like this were supposed to be red,” he said to Chloe, but Meesha was too excited by the appearance of Nate and Sonia to keep listening.

“You came!” she squealed as the most recently married couple came through the doors.

“Of course, we came,” Sonia said and gave Meesha a tight hug. She pulled back a bit, her eyes sparkling and Meesha knew she’d felt the bump all right.

“You, too?” she whispered and Sonia laughed, obviously happy about her pregnancy. “Yes! Get ready to be a godmother.”

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