Page 171 of Three Pucks and a Baby

My heart began beating so loudly that I swore everyone could hear it. And then Vivian slowly lifted her head.

When she looked straight at me, the air wheezed from my lungs. My world tilted on its axis before spinning furiously out of control.

Holy fucking shit.

I was the father.

Griffin was mine.

Vivian crossed the distance between us. “He’s mine?” I croaked.

With a beaming smile, Vivian nodded. “Yes, he is.”

“Oh fuck,” I muttered.

I would’ve dropped to the ground if Bennett and Theo hadn’t rushed to my side.

“Easy now,” Bennett said.

“Breathe, jackass,” Theo commanded with a grin.

“I am a jackass,” I lamented.

Theo snorted. “Dude, I was just joking.”

Shaking my head, I replied, “No, I am. Or I’m more of a bastard and son of a bitch.”

Vivian frowned at me. “What are you talking about?”

“I really wanted it to be me. And I didn’t know if I could be okay with it if he wasn’t.” With a groan, I ran my hand over my face. “God, I’m seriously horrible.”

“No, you’re not,” Vivian argued.

“You’re just being nice.”

Theo clapped his hand on my shoulder. “To be honest, I wanted it to be you.”

“You did?”

He nodded. “Because I have Bennie and Viv, and she has me and Bennie. You just have Viv.”

“You thought that?” I asked.

“Yeah, I did.”

“Me too,” Bennett said with a smile.

“That’s too fucking weird because I thought the same thing,” I replied.

“Oh, Grayson, I’m so sorry if you’ve ever felt left out,” Vivian lamented.

“Don’t apologize. You’ve never made me feel that way.” I glanced at the guys. “Or you two either. I don’t know why I thought that.”

She cupped my cheek with her hand. “If you ever feel that way, let us know, okay?”

“I will.”

At Theo’s smirk, I furrowed my brows. “What?”

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