Page 41 of The Final Game
I catch James’s brows shooting up, knowing about mine and Madi’s decision to adopt, and probably wondering if that’s what I need to tell them.
I clear my throat, pulling on my shirt collar, suddenly feeling very fucking hot in this tux. “As some as you might now, Madi and I have been trying to have a baby for quite a while,” I say, seeing Grayson’s apologetic look. “We’ve uh… been to a lot of doctors, and done a lot of tests and…” I shake my head. “It hasn’t happened yet.”
Aiden’s brows shoot up with understanding. “You guys can’t have kids?” he guesses.
“I mean, it hasn’t been confirmed,” I tell him. “The tests come back fine, and the doctors tell us to keep trying, but it’s been three years,” I admit. “And if I’m honest, we kind of ditched the condoms and birth control before then, and yet…” I shrug.
“Fuck,” Aiden replies, swallowing hard, his face turning pale. “I’m so sorry. All those times I asked… Is Madi okay?”
“Yeah,” I confirm with a nod. “She was a little upset about all the questions, and seeing a new baby, but she’s okay.” Fuck. This is it. “We actually have some news.”
“Wait. What?” James asks, confused since I haven’t told him this yet.
“Madi and I decided on adoption a while back,” I tell the guys. “We wanted to give a child a loving home, and this morning,” I start, unable to keep the smile off my face. “We received a call letting us know there’s a baby waiting for us.”
“Holy shit,” James says, his eyes widening. “You’re serious?”
“Yep,” I affirm with a laugh as the guys all smile.
“You’re going to be a dad,” Aiden says with a grin. “Join the fucking club.”
I let out a laugh, nodding. “If everything goes well, then yes. It’s a long process, and things could still fall apart and—”
“Hey,” Grayson cuts in, tapping on my shoulder. “Don’t say that. Everything is going to go perfectly. You guys were meant to be parents.”
A weight lifts off my shoulder and I smile at the guys. “Thanks, you guys.”
“Holy fuck. I can’t believe there’s going to be another baby around here,” James says, sounding a little shocked, and a little scared, too.
“You’re going to be an uncle,” I say, pulling him in for a hug.
“I’m too young for that,” he cries out.
“We need a drink to celebrate,” Chris says, heading out into the hallway.
I pull away from the guys to reach into my pocket, typing out a text with a smile on my face.
Lucas: I told them.
Princesa: I figured. We heard loud noises.
Lucas: Have you told the girls yet?
Princesa: Notyet. I’m nervous.
Lucas: There’s no reason to be. They’re going to be supportive, baby. Good luck. I love you.
Princesa: I love you too.
I pocket my phone when Chris walks back into the room with champagne glasses, and one filled with what looks like orange juice for Aiden.
“Congrats man,” he says, handing me the glass.
“To Lucas and Madi,” Grayson says, raising his glass in a toast.
I let out a laugh as the guys toast, and cheer, and I smile, looking around at the amazing friends I’ve managed to gain.
I can’t wait to introduce my baby to their amazing uncles.