Page 175 of Payoff Pitch
I grind my teeth. “Kam! Children. National television.”
She shrugs. “Whatever.”
The reporter looks at Harper, still in my arms. “What position do you play?”
She proudly announces, “Second base, just like Bails.”
The reporter then jokes, “Do your sisters play?”
Harper answers in a dead serious tone, “They both will. Just like Kam and Bailey. I’ll be training them.”
TANNER
I’m in Fallon’s suite helping to get the little ones to sleep. Of course, Rory is being difficult tonight when I’m dying to get alone time with my wife. Fallon told me ten times to just leave, but I feel bad. She’s doing us such a huge favor.
She didn’t want to, but I forced Bailey to go out for at least an hour with her teammates. She deserved to be celebrated and to enjoy the limelight. I can’t begin to explain how proud I am of her. Getting back into eliteshape after both her accident and the twins was no small feat.
It took nearly a year and a lot of therapy for her grip strength to return. The doctors all told her it was unlikely that she would play again, and yet she was more determined than ever. I hope they were all watching today. Worthless fuckers.
After Rory mercifully drifts off to sleep, I kiss Fallon’s cheek. “Thanks for doing this.”
She smiles. “My pleasure.”
I can see her starting to get emotional. “Are you okay?”
She visibly swallows and nods as tears fill her eyes. “I am. Today was pretty incredible.”
Tears begin to stream down her cheeks. That’s unusual except for when…
“Fallon, are you pregnant?”
She bites her lip and then nods. “No one knows except Bailey and Kam.”
“Not even—”
“No. I want to tell him in person. I just found out. It was a bit of a surprise.”
“I understand. Are you happy about it?”
She smiles. “Exceedingly. I didn’t think I would ever get my second chance.”
I hug her. “I’m thrilled for you. Our kids will be the same age.”
“I know. Bailey and I are excited about it.”
“I bet you are. I wonder what you’re having.”
“It feels a little different. I’m thinking boy. But you’re definitely having a girl.” She smiles. “Or girls.”
My eyes widen. “Please, only one this time.”
She lets out a laugh.
“Why do you think it’s a girl?”
“Because you’re meant to be a girl dad, Tan.”
I nod. “I suppose I am. I can live with that.”