Page 61 of Hockey Boy
Chuckling, Beckett shakes his head. “Thank god we had the kids eat in the other room.”
Millie bites her lip to keep from laughing, her eyes dancing.
“Tell them I don’t need glitter to keep you happy,” Gavin grits out.
With a roll of her eyes, Millie says, “This Langfield brother keeps me more than satisfied.” Turning to Sara, she tempers her expression. “What I need from you, Sara, is Lennox.”
“Hmm.” Sara surveys me for a second and shrugs. “If you’d prefer Lennox dance for us, I could get behind that. Her ass is spectacular. I was just telling her the other day that I’d do her.”
“Crazy girl.” Brooks covers his face with both hands.
In response, she flutters her lashes and presses a kiss to his cheek. “I’m sorry, Saint. Even your sparkly peen doesn’t get me going like her ass does in pink spandex.”
Liv shakes beside Beckett, who’s got his head tipped back and his eyes closed. “Your future wife is something else,” he tells Brooks.
“You hired me.” Sara winks at him. “And, according to you, we have you to thank for getting us together.”
“What do you need from me?” I ask Millie, steering this runaway train back on track.
Wearing a pensive frown, she looks from Vivi to me. “I was hoping you’d agree to be in my wedding.”
My heart pangs as I shake my head. “You don’t have to include me just because I’m here tonight. They’re family. I get it.”
“That’s not why I’m asking.” She takes an uneven breath and forges on. “You were my first friend when I moved to Boston. I’d only ever been seen as Daniel’s sister or Ford’s daughter or Gavin’s?—”
“Mine.” The man himself grins.
“I was going to say girlfriend, but yeah, I guess that fits.”
He presses a kiss to her head with so much tenderness, I can’t help but tear up at the sight.
Millie turns back to me. “But you were my friend just for me.”
Nodding, I blink back tears, though the effort is futile. They won’t stop. Aiden squeezes my thigh beneath the table.
“So, will you be my maid of honor?”Millie’s golden eyes are so hopeful and pure as she asks.
My heart bursts, and tears streak down my face as I nod. “Of course I will.”
“Since I’m obviously the best man,” Beckett says, “Aiden will have to walk my wife down the aisle.” He looks pointedly at the man beside me. “No funny business.”
His warning is full of so much heat, my tears turn to giggles. The man is unhinged for his wife. I love it.
“Who says you’re the best man?” Aiden counters, crossing his arms over his chest.
Beckett tilts his head, unimpressed. “Please, I’m the matchmaker. Not only did I help cover for Gavin and Millie while they hid their damn relationship, but I got the ball rolling for Vivi’s adoption.”
Gavin nods, his expression solemn. “Sorry, bro. Gotta side with Beckett on this one.”
Huffing, Aiden spins to Brooks. “If I’m not your best man, I’ll never speak to you again.”
Beckett leans forward, his chair creaking beneath him. “I’m the one who stepped in when Gavin almost fired Sara. I even hugged him when he was down and out and worried he’d lose her.”
“Ihug.” Aiden slaps the table, making the silverware rattle.
Everyone at the table laughs.
“Listen, we haven’t even set a date,” Brooks says, pulling Sara close. “But as soon as we do, I’ll accept applications for the position.”