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“Ha-ha, I was the same with Em, she promised me I’ll never be that big but it still scared me every damn time.” Bobby’s laughter fills the air as much as this means to me to have my boys here, I feel torn.

The guilt about the conversation I had with Preston last night eating me alive at how much my brothers are still accepting of me in their lives. How they should have run for the hills, and they are still standing by me. Even Finch who I punched square in the jaw.

“So where is the woman of the hour? I’d kind of like to congratulate her as well, dude.”

“Well, she’s actually gone for another scan.”

It’s not a big one. You pay for it, and it turns out you can have as many of the damn things as you want. I’m gutted I didn’t get to go. But she’s actually gone with her mother. Who is slowly coming around. I don’t think she’ll ever be my biggest fan but she’s trying with Ali and that’s the beginning. Ali took Cassy with her too, as protection from her mum as much as appeasing my sister’s desperate begging to go and see her new niece or nephew.

“She’ll be on her way back in an hour or so I imagine, I mean we could see if she wants to come here?” I ask the boys. I don’t want to leave their company yet. It feels too good in this bubble.

“Hey, come back to ours?” Bobby asks “Em will be back with Eddie. And she’d love to see you. God knows Em and Cassy will want to catch up, and Finch probably owes his godson about a million cuddles, because apparently his are better than mine.”

“What can I say, the kid loves me!” Finch laughs as he shakes his head with laughter, his dark curls covering his face.

I smile, and nod in acceptance of Bobby’s invite. So does Finch.

Normal. Normal. Normal.

“Tommo, you coming over to play happy families with me and the Finches?”

The words fall out of my mouth in a jumble. Quicker than I thought they would and strangely a lot more natural. He looks as if he wants to blow us off, talking about babies is really not Tom’s thing. He’s got this slicked back quiff going on today which seems to be a new look for him. It suits his white t-shirt, leather jacket, and permanent fag in mouth thing he has going for him. Lifting his foot up and resting it on his knee.

“Sure, one more drink here first though. I kind of need that red-head over there to realise she’s more than welcome to suck my dick any night this week. Once she knows that, then we can go.”

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