He stops in front of us, spraying Carter with ice, grinning. “You’re needed at the hospital.” Carter’s spine straightens. “What?” “You’re about to be a daddy.” “Holy shit!” Carter rolls over, throwing himself on top of me in some sort of hug before he scrambles to his feet, throws his arms out wide, and screeches, “I’m gonna be a dad!” Adam hoists me to my feet as Carter flies across the ice. “Olivia! I’m coming, baby!”
