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don’t need to win some stupid bet. I’m already the luckiest man in the bar.
Grace and I have had numerous conversations about what’ll happen when we get married—when, not if, because come on now. We’re end game and we both know it.
“That’s it,” Grace says. “You’re not allowed to be friends with Garrett anymore. I’m serious.” “In his defense, Dean started it,” I point out. “You can’t be friends with him either. Tucker’s okay to keep because I know he hates this as much as I do.”
“Dean bought him a couple years ago at some antique auction,” I explain. “The listing said he was haunted, so Dean thought it would be hilarious to get the doll for Tuck’s daughter, who was, like, a baby at the time. Sabrina lost her shit, so she waited till Dean and Allie were in town a couple months later and paid off someone at their hotel to leave the doll on Dean’s pillow.” Grace giggles. “Allie said he screamed like a little girl when he turned on the light and saw Alexander there.”
Very good, in fact. The night we pretended to be strangers at the bar flashes through my mind. The dirty memory triggers a hot shiver.
was thinking maybe a wedding gift for Tuck?” Our best friend Tucker is finally marrying his baby mama this spring,
Boston’s star forward Garrett Graham and breakout star John Logan HOOKING UP???!!
Im dying
think the more important question is—what are Hannah and Grace gonna do now that we know their boyfriends are secretly banging in elevators? HANNAH: I feel so betrayed. ME: For real. They’ve been sleeping together this whole time and haven’t even let us watch??!? HANNAH: !!! SABRINA: !!?!! ALLIE: !!!??
Logan scored his third goal of the season during the team’s last power play.
“I told you a long time ago—you’re it for me, Gracie Elizabeth. I’m going to marry you one day.”
dipshit, at least I wasn’t sneaking around taking baths with pink dildos.”
Sometimes when I’m on the team jet trying to sleep or when my mind wanders in the locker room, I think about the first time Grace and I kissed. I’d accidentally shown up at her dorm room thinking it was my buddy’s. Instead, I found a freshman watching Die Hard movies and eating candy. I joined her, because, why not? She was cute and I was bored. But somehow it went from a movie night to a make-out session.
Man, that was such a good night. When I mistakenly knocked on that door, I never in a million years thought I’d fall in love with the girl behind it. Or that we’d be sharing an apartment, a bed. Building a life together.
“You make me feel everything,” I finally reveal. “You make me smile. You make me hard. You drive me crazy.” My voice breaks slightly. “You make me feel safe.”
“Happy New Year, Johnny.” “Happy New Year, Gracie.”
“You and me. The pact is that we spend as much time together as humanly possible. We don’t let our busy schedules control our relationship. If there’s no time, we make time.”
I flash her a faint smile before turning back to the pastor. “So. Just out of curiosity…” My grin widens. “Do you do weddings?”
Allie Hayes is it for me. We’ve been together almost four years now, and there’s no doubt in my mind she’s the one I’m going to marry, have kids with, grow old with.
Colin Fitzgerald, who’s been dating my sister for the last few years.
Summer
“Hey, princess,” I say, using Dean’s nickname for her. Everyone seems to have their own pet name for Jamie. Garrett calls her gumdrop. Logan calls her squirt. Hope’s husband D’Andre calls her snickerdoodle, which I think might be my favorite one.
“I want to marry you one day. And until that day, I want to be engaged to you.” Her throat dips as she gulps nervously. “So. With that said. Will you, Dean Sebastian Kendrick Heyward-Di Laurentis, be my fiancé?”
“You’re having twins.”
“You’re having a baby boy…and a baby girl.”
