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I figure now is not the time to tell him Ivy’s pregnant. Plus, if we end up giving that news, it will be together. No way is Ivy wriggling out of it with a text.

“I know you think I’m like you,” I say in a low voice. “But I’m not.”

And I really don’t give a shit that he’s now glaring murder at me. I continue without blinking. “Nothing on earth makes me happier than Ivy. And that includes football. So you can be pissed if you want, but I’m never going to be the one to walk out on Ivy.”

We sit locked in silence, the noise of the bar humming around us.

Then Mackenzie sighs. “Well, then, if I was your agent, I’d advise that you keep your fiancée out of the spotlight as much as possible. I’d also advise that you play up your image as a family man, which will be difficult given your outer persona.”

“Outer persona?” I ask with a laugh.

“Shit.” He grimaces. “Don’t make me say it. Your looks, kid. Women go crazy over guys like you. They’ll view you as a sex symbol.”

His mouth puckers like he’s sucked a lemon, and I laugh again.

“Fair enough,” I say. “And as my father-in-law?”

I’m playing with fire, but I can’t help needling him.

His black brows pull together. “Ah, fuck, I’m stuck with you regardless, aren’t I?”

“`Fraid so, Big Mac.”

Grumbling, he throws back the rest of his whiskey. “Well, then, welcome to the family, kid.”

In an unexpected move, he grabs hold of the back of my neck and gives it a friendly squeeze. At least, I hope it’s friendly.

Chapter 30

Gray

Shortly after I leave Mackenzie at the bar, Ivy texts me.

IvyMac: I’m here. Dex already sent your stuff up to my room, btw.

GrayG: Wait, DEX got to see you before I did? Foul! Personal foul!

IvyMac: *Eye roll* That just means we don’t have to leave the room when you get here, Cupcake.

GrayG: Keep talking...

IvyMac: I splurged on a suite.

GrayG: A suite? Babe, that’s too much.

IvyMac: It’s a treat.

GrayG: An expensive treat.

IvyMac: I collected wages when I worked with Mom. Now I want to spend them pampering my man.

GrayG: Pampering, eh? You’re forgiven for Dex. Now, where you at, Ivy Mac?

IvyMac: SO glad I’m forgiven. :-P 12th floor. Rm. 1210

GrayG: Spooky. My room number is 1184.

IvyMac: Erm...why is that spooky?

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