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“They’re overrated,” he answers.

I laugh. “Says the guy who has a bedroom for his nephews.”

“True,” he chuckles. “I mean… yeah, I’d like to have kids one day. I think I’d make a good dad.”

“You’d make a great dad.” I give his waist a squeeze.

“But…,” he hedges.

“I can’t have kids.”

“Says who?”

“Says my body. It attacks my pregnancies. There’s no explanation for it. Jay isn’t an only child by choice. I’m not saying I can’t ever get pregnant, but chances of carrying a child to term are slim. And I’m almost forty-one. So there’s that.”

Cam hums. “I love a challenge.”

I laugh. “Can we just take this one day at a time? I’m really happy.” I lift my gaze to his. “Are you happy?”

A sexy smile curls up one side of his mouth. “Blissfully.”

Cam

The smell of bacon lingers in the air as I follow Emerson into the kitchen. I stop to say hello to Grace and snag a piece of bacon from the platter as I head over to the table where Jay, Zach, and their friends are eating. They all look hungover as shit. I chuckle under my breath.

“Well, that didn’t take long,” Emerson says as she slides her phone across the table.

Jay picks up her phone to see the headline—Jaybird’s Mystery Guy—and below it is a picture of Zach and Jay slow dancing at a party last night.

After receiving a text in the middle of the night from an old college acquaintance who works for a celebrity gossip website, Emerson immediately called Jay’s bodyguard, Levi. He filled her in on everything that happened at the party and assured her that other than Jay drinking, there wasn’t anything gossip-worthy.

“There’s nothing wrong with this picture,” Jay defends as she passes the phone back to Emerson.

“No, but I heard you were drinking. You know the rules, Jayla.”

“I know. I’m sorry.” She grimaces as her gaze flicks to me. “And I’m sorry for throwing my phone at your head.”

I shrug and laugh. “I’ve had worse thrown at me.”

“What happens now?” Zach asks.

“It means no scratching your balls in public,” I reply with a smirk and Zach chuckles.

“When you’re out in public, act as if there’s always a camera on you,” Emerson adds. “Because most likely there will be.”

The conversation is interrupted by the sound of shouting, drawing everyone’s attention to the stairs. A few seconds later, Cole jogs down the stairs and right out the front door, slamming it behind him.

Zach pushes back from the table and hurries after Cole.

“What the hell is going on?” Emerson asks with raised brows.

Jay shrugs.

“They’re fighting about some girl with big boobs who was hitting on Cole last night,” Lexi informs us.

Emerson rolls her eyes.

“She was rubbing all over Cole last night like a cat in heat,” Jay adds and I snort a laugh. “Then she tried to flirt with Zach but I set her straight.”

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