Page 82 of A Fighting Chance


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“Can I change the subject?” Tayler asked. “As the newlywed, you guys can grant this one harmless request, right?”

They gave her a quick round of applause.

“Let’s have the next get-together in Maui. Everyone’s leaving tomorrow, and I’ve hadsomuch fun during this whole wedding week and weekend that I miss you guys already. I don’t want to wait too long to do this again. How about it, Eesh?”

Ayesha smiled. “I wouldloveit if everyone came to Maui.”

“Then, it’s settled. We’re heading to Maui next.”

Cheers went up around the table.

Ayesha’s face warmed.

The guys walked back over and reclaimed their seats. At first, Joel went to sit next to Sydney, but then he asked the table to shift and took the seat next to her. Then he pulled out his phone and handed it to her.

“They found a beach,” he said.

“Did your mom buy Theo this outfit?” she asked. Theo smiled at the camera, dressed in a one-piece, long-sleeved toddler swimsuit covered in sharks. “When did she find the time?”

“Told you, he’s hers now. Josiah’s my dad’s.” He draped an arm across the back of her chair. “Keep scrolling. They senta lotof photos.”

“What were the cheers for?” Mike asked, rubbing at his sleep-deprived eyelids.

“We were talking about our next family get-together,” Tayler said. “What do you think, baby? Can we go to Maui? Spend some time with Ayesha?”

Gage reached over, and Ayesha instinctively moved out of the way before he could mush her in the side of her face.

“Of course, we can go to Maui and spend some time with this ankle-biter,” he said.

“Tayler, smack Gage for me, please,” she requested.

Tayler smacked him on his thigh.

“Tayler, I’m yourhusband.”

“But she’s my best friend,” Tayler countered.

“So if Larke asked you to—”

“Tay, smack Gage for me, please,” Larke said.

Tayler smacked him again. “What were you saying now, baby? If Larke asked me to what?”

Ayesha, laughing, continued to scroll through the photos of Josiah and Theo. They were so doggone cute, and she missed them, but she tried not to think about it, or they would manifest in a puff of smoke and wouldn’t let her rest until they fell asleep later that night.

Joel tapped her shoe with his.

She tapped back.

He nudged her with his elbow.

She did the same.

He ran his finger down the back of her neck.

“Look at Theo in this picture.” She held the phone close to his face. “Doesn’t he look like he’s…flirting?”

He squinted at the screen. “Maybe. A little.”

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