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I offer Dad a smile. “I’ll see you later.”

He arches a brow at me. “Thai for dinner?”

Dad hates cooking as much as I do. Mum was always the one cooking up meals worthy of being on a cooking show.

“Sounds perfect.”

When Dad closes the door behind him, I expel a sharp breath and rub my forehead. “God, that was close.”

“Too close,” Sinnett agrees, gripping the edge of the bed. “I know we need to be careful, but it’s impossible to keep my hands off you, strawberry.”

Unable to wipe the smile from my face, I gesture to the door. “You better get back to training.”

Sinnett stands from the bed, his chest brushing against mine as he leans down to press a chaste kiss to my forehead. My eyes flutter close as he steps back, running a hand through his hair.

“I’ll see you around, Tate.”

I wrap my arms around my waist and smile. “I hope so.”

Chapter Twenty

SINNETT

Idon’t know why Khai insists on having the speakers in the apartment complex gym so fucking loud to the point my eardrums might explode. He says it helps him work out better—needing to feel the base of the music to get him in beast mode or whatever the fuck—but I think it’s to drown out the kids squealing and running around in the backyard area outside. The gym shares a wall on the bottom floor of the building with a private playground, and without fail, every time we’re in here, we’re greeted with children crying and screaming for what feels like hours.

“You’re going to send me deaf,” I shout over the music, spotting Khai as he attempts to bench press seventy kilos. “If it’s such a problem, chuck on some headphones.”

Khai grunts as he extends his arms and re-racks the barbell. Sitting upright on the bench, he reaches for the water bottle at his feet. “One of these days we’ll get a quiet session in, without those little demons running around.”

I snort out a laugh and switch places with him. Settling onto my back and positioning myself for the lift, I peer up at Khai. “You can’t deny that they’re cute kids.”

“You only think they’re cute because you want some of your own. Freak.”

I bite back a smile and position my hands on the barbell. The weight is fucking heavy, but I focus on completing three reps before re-racking. With a huff, I stand and turn to my friend, who is glaring at the wall shared with the playground.

I roll my eyes and reach for the stereo controller beside my water bottle. With the volume at a reasonable setting, I ignore Khai’s protests to turn it up and fold my arms over my chest.

“I don’t want kids yet,” I remind him. “I know a lot of the guys on the team are having kids, but they’re not on the cards for me. At least for a couple more years.”

Khai raises a knowing brow at me. “You looking to make Tatum your baby mama?”

I scowl at him. “No.”

“With the noises I’ve been hearing from your bedroom at night, I would say she’s not far off.”

The muscles in my back tighten. “You promised you weren’t listening.”

“I also never claimed to tell the truth one hundred percent of the time,” he responds with a shrug and smug fucking grin. “But don’t worry, your secret is still safe with me. How Coach Phil hasn’t caught on yet is beyond me. It’s so obvious you’re into each other.”

“We are not.” I take a long sip from my water bottle to give me time to decide how I’m going to navigate this conversation with my best friend.

“Oh, please.” Khai drops onto the bench and lies down, spacing his hands correctly on the barbell to complete the lift. “An astronaut in space could fucking see the heart eyes you give the girl when she’s not looking. But hey, I’m not judging here. I just want to make sure you’re being careful.”

“I am,” I mutter as I spot him, keeping my attention focused on the barbell moving through the air. “You don’t need to worry about me.”

Khai re-racks and sits up, heaving out a breath and glancing over his shoulder. “For both of your sake, I hope that’s true.”

“Don’t you start with me about it,” I deadpan, raising a brow at him. “Don’t think I don’t know about your escapades over the weekend in Auckland.”