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"You're going to look so good," Brock said as he touched my hip.
There's my always-horny boyfriend.
That had Tate swatting him as they finally stood, each of them giving me a kiss before backing away.
Then the questions started.
"How far along are you?" Brock asked.
"Have you been to the doctor yet?" Elias added.
"We aren't going to find out the father, right?" Tate wondered.
We had talked about having kids before, going over what it would mean for the baby having three dads. They were all adamant that unless there was a real medical need, that they didn't want to know. They were all going to be dads.
"Yes, I've been to a doctor. I wanted to be sure everything was fine before I told you. It was going to be a big fanfare but I couldn't wait any longer once this came in the mail today," I admitted. "I'm almost twelve weeks along. In a few weeks, we'll go for the big scan and you guys can come with me."
I wanted to tell them sooner, but I’d only found out before the last appointment. I was one of the few able to escape the horrors of morning sickness and just thought my period was out of whack. It wasn’t that unusual with my PCOS.
Grabbing my bag from the chair where I had discarded it, I dug around until I found the small row of pictures that they printed off for me at my last visit. The guys crowded around as I showed them off, pointing out what each one was showing.
Elias took them from me, studying it closer squinting as if it would be able to decipher the images that way. They were easy when you knew what to look for and our little bean wasn't a little blip, but looked like a baby now with little arms and legs kicking around.
Tate and Elias stood together, arguing over what they were seeing. It was adorably exasperating.
Brock took that moment to step forward, his hands resting on my neck as his eyes locked onto mine.
"Marry us, princess,” Brock demanded.
“What?” I questioned.
It was so abrupt and I hadn't expected that to come out of his mouth. I stared at him as my brain tried to catch up. When he stepped back, my mouth fell open. All three of them had reached for something inside the desk and dropped to their knees. All at once they opened the small ring boxes.
If they had them ready they were planning something. I had a feeling Brock, being Brock, had jumped the gun. But not one of them looked upset, they dove right in with him, all looking up at me expectantly. There was no hesitation in sight. They wanted me to be their wife.
"Will you marry us?" Elias repeated when I didn't answer.
"Be our wife, baby," Tate said gently.
Now I had no hope of holding back the tears. This time it had nothing to do with pregnancy hormones and everything to do with them. They knew the moment we met that they wanted me, and hadn't disappointed me once. They were all in, and I was, too.
They were going to be mine forever.
"Yes," I breathed out, holding out my hand. Elias slipped his ring on, then Tate, and finally Brock, all three stacking together perfectly. The rose gold and diamond sparkled in the light.
We were all smiling like fools and it was such a pivotal moment that I didn't know where to go from here.
Except I still had to tell Dad.
"I need to talk to the coach, then you guys need to take me home," I said, giving them a wink before I headed for my dad's office.
He was sitting at his desk pretending to work but I could see the nerves in the way he shook his leg, the sound bouncing off of his desk.
"Dad, I have some news."
His smile dimmed and worry etched across his features.
"Is everything okay, Mace? If you're in trouble I can help... is it that jerk of an ex?" His words grew even more harsh at that thought.
