Page 168 of Three Pucks and a Baby

“It doesn’t have to be a competition of who is first,” I protested.

“Since when is everything not a competition with us?” Grayson chuckled.

“While I appreciate your enthusiasm, I can’t help but think you won’t be arguing about who gets the first dirty diaper change.”

“If I say I’ll do it, will you let me hold him first?” Bennett suggested.

“If that’s the case, I’ve got the first shitty diaper,” Grayson offered.

I huffed out a frustrated breath. “You guys are impossible.”

After overhearing our conversation, Wendy laughed. “I think I can help pick the winner.”

“Have at it,” I said.

Tilting her head, Wendy asked, “Whoever answers this question correctly, gets first dibs on holding the baby.” After the guys nodded in agreement, Wendy asked, “When can you resume sexual activity after birth?”

“A month?” Grayson replied.

“Six weeks,” Theo said matter-of-factly.

Bennett smiled. “Although she might be cleared by the doctor at six weeks, it will only be when Vivian feels ready.”

Wendy grinned. “Ding, ding. I think we have a winner.”

“Considering most medical books say six weeks, that’s bullshit,” Theo grunted as I handed Griffin to Bennett.

“First thing you need to learn about your Daddy T is he’s a sore loser,” Bennett said in a sing-song voice.

“And your Daddy B is a pain in the ass,” Theo chimed back.

“Watch your language,” I chided.

After passing Griffin into Bennett’s arms, I eased back into the bed and watched Bennett transform into a father. Something about holding him changed everything. Tears shimmered in his eyes. “I can’t believe he’s here.”

“And he’s ours,” Theo replied, as he rubbed a tuft of auburn hair on Griffin’s head.

Grayson swiped his eyes before reaching out for one of Griffin’s hands. “Looks like he has guitar-playing fingers, B,” he remarked with a smile.

Theo rolled his eyes. “Those are fingers made for gripping a hockey stick.”

I groaned. “Let me guess. You three are going to have him on the ice the moment he can walk.”

“Hell yeah,” Grayson replied to which Theo nodded.

With a wink, Bennett said, “These two hockey freaks can have him on the ice while I’ll be teaching him how to play the guitar.”

In the end, I knew there wouldn’t be a moment that Griffin wouldn’t be without one or all of his fathers’ attention. And that was a true blessing.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: GRAYSON

One Week Later

Although we’d preparedfor weeks and months on end for Griffin’s arrival, nothing could have prepared us for what it was like with a newborn. I don’t know how couples did it with just the two of them. We had four sets of hands on deck, and it was completely overwhelming. And that did not even include my parents coming up and staying in a hotel to be available along with Vivian’s parents coming over every day.

I had to hand it to Vivian. She was killing it at motherhood. Not to mention she was a hell of a trooper since she barely got any rest since Griffin seemed to be on her tit all the time. Of course, that was the only time we let her have him. Any other time, the three of us guys were fighting to hold him.

This morning I left the crew snoozing in our new extended king-sized bed. After easing Griff into the sling, I went to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast. My main contribution to our household was cooking. Since I’d grown up helping at our restaurant, I had to admit I was good at it.

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