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He took it, turning to smile at his best friend.
“Thanks, Brother.”
Ghost grinned big. “Anytime.”
After their first kiss, they pulled apart and Skylar stared up at him, grinning big. He’d do anything to make her happy, and apparently he’d just made her very happy. The woman was just full of surprises. Then she pulled his head down and surprised him even more when she whispered in his ear.
“Husband?”
“Yes, wife?” he whispered back, grinning.
“I’m pregnant.”
He pulled back staring at her with what he was sure was a stupid expression on his face.
“Are you shittin’ me?”
That was about as uncouth as he could get, but he was kind of at a loss and couldn’t be held responsible for anything that came out of his mouth right now.
She nodded, grinning.
Jesus Christ, could this life get any better? Then he hugged her, lifting her clear off the ground and whispered back, “I love you, wife.”
When he set her down, he turned to the crowd and hollered, “We’re havin’ a baby.”
A resounding cheer went up, and then Ghost was there, pounding him on the back. But the best part of all of it was the way Undertaker’s face turned white as a sheet at his announcement.
Shades burst out laughing, happier than he’d ever been.
***
Ghost was leaning his elbows on the railing of the porch that overlooked the terrace, watching the party below. The girls were dancing together, while his brothers were all drinking. Several prospects were posted around the edge of the property, standing guard.
His eyes lifted to a plane landing in the distance, the horizon a gorgeous midnight blue in the background as the last streaks of sunset faded.
He turned his head as Skylar stepped next to him.
“It’s so beautiful,” she whispered, taking in the view.
He smiled at her. “It’s you who’s beautiful tonight, Hotrod.”
She grinned at the nickname he’d always teased her with. Then her eyes fell to Jessie, and Ghost’s eyes followed.
“You two work everything out?”
He took a sip of his drink. “For the most part.”
She frowned, apparently not satisfied with that answer. “Which part’s not worked out yet?”
He shook his head.
“I’m not going to push you to tell me what it is, but whatever it is, you need to have a conversation with her about it.”
He turned his head to glance over at her. “When I do, it’ll all go to shit.”
“And if you don’t tell her, it’ll all go to shit.”
Fuck.
