Page 115 of What if It's Us

“Not quite,” I chuckle.

“The baby’s okay, right?” Scarlett wonders.

The moment I nod everyone cheers.

“YES! Mini-Ledger coming in hot!” Bodhi gives Ledger a high five.

“Ihope it’s a girl,” Harrison says with a smirk. “So, she can beat Dayne at his own game by the age of five.”

Ledger nods and gives me a knowing smile. He rubs my shoulders again and announces, “Yes. The babies are fine. Everyone is okay.”

“Wait.” Scarlett’s eyes grow huge. “Babies. Did you say babies?”

Corrigan cocks her head. “Did you mean to say babies? Like more than one?”

Ledger nods and August jumps from his seat. “Holy shit, Ledger! You’re having twins?”

Ledger cocks his head with a slight cringe and begins to shake his head and that’s when Corrigan slowly rises from her seat watching him.

“Oh, my God. Triplets? Is it triplets?”

A silence falls over the room as all eyes settle on Ledger and me. It’s like a someone-just- unplugged-the-entire-arena kind of silence.

“Triplets,” Ledger says with a nod and a release of a deep breath.

Three babies.

I have three babies growing inside of me.

It’s still so surreal.

“Wait…for real?” Griffin asks, stunned. “Triplets? As in…as in a little baby hat trick?”

“Dude.” Oliver smiles. “You scored a natural hat trick off the ice?”

Griffin shakes his head dumbfounded. “Fuck me, Ledger’s so damn good at what he does even his jizz can score hat tricks.”

“Right?” August says, his jaw hanging open in shock. “That’s not a baby. That’s a starting line.”

“You’re gonna need a van.” Barrett tosses back the last bite of his protein bar and then points to us. “No. A bus. A tour bus.”

“Alright, we're holding a team meeting,” Oliver announces with a raise of his hand. “Who wants to start the ‘Ledger Sleep Deprivation Pool’? I give him two months before he forgets his own name.”

“I give him three weeks before he shows up at practice wearing baby socks on his hands,” Bodhi teases.

“Okay, okay! Chill!” Ledger says, waving his hands. “I’ve already survived one panic attack today. Don’t make me relive it.”

“Seriously.” I smirk. “They had to carry him out on his own stretcher when he heard we were having three.”

“So, are we godparents?” Griffin asks, bringing his hands to his chest. “We get to be godparents, right? Do you only get to pick one of us?” He turns to the group. “I feel like we should vote.”

Ella stands with her hand up. “I will not let these children wear anything without at least one glittery sequin. I'm just saying.”

Harrison pats Ledger on the back. “If you survive this, Dayne, I will personally nominate you for Dad of the Year. I might even bake you a casserole.”

“Whatever assholes. Tease all you want. You all suck.”

Griffin grins and throws his arm around Ledger’s shoulder. “We love you too, Dad of Three. Now we better get you ready. Life’s about to drop the gloves, man.”

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