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“Don’t, Bubblegum. Stop worrying about the house, and go change into that dress that I peeled off of you earlier.” I smirk, turning her toward the stairs and tapping her ass with my palm. “Go on. I’ll put this up.”

“Fine. Only because it’s an act of God to get myself into that dress.”

She’s right, and if she hadn’t threatened to not suck my dick for a week, I would’ve torn it right off her when I pressed her against the wall in my bedroom earlier and fucked her, fast and hard.

Disappearing up the stairs, she leaves me alone with the contents of the mantle, which I quickly put back as best as I can, trying to remember how she had it the last time she rearranged things.

Everything else is ready. I had the party catered, so the food is out and ready to go. There’s eggnog, drinks for the kids, and the fire pit is already lit.

Pulling out my phone, I pull up Coach’s contact and copy the link from my notes app that I saved earlier this morning.

Hudson: This one seems promising. Gated. Heated pool. Security at each entrance. Take a look.

A few minutes later, he responds.

Coach: Not a bad choice. Maybe we can meet with management after the holidays for a tour.

Hudson: Sure. Just so you know though… I’m going to ask her if she wants to move in here. Not sure she’ll say yes, but she’ll have the option.

Coach: Just when I was starting to dislike you less…We’ll discuss it when I get there later.

I smirk, pocketing my phone into my slacks when the doorbell rings.

… then ringsagainbefore I can even get to the foyer.

“I’m coming! Shit,” I mutter.

When I swing the door open, my jaw drops in complete fucking shock. The kind of shock where you blink wordlessly as you try and snap out of your stupor.

“Hudson! You handsome-ass motherfucker,” Graham grunts, pulling me into his arms for a hug as he claps me on the back.

Holy shit.

Graham motherfucking Adams. Our long-distance best friend who used to be our teammate. Well, until he fell in love with Reed’s younger sister and moved away to Tennessee.

Fuck, it’s good to see him.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Graham chuckles as he pulls back, throwing his arm over Emery, his wife. “Surprise. We’ve been planning it for a while. Missed home, missed you guys. Knew it was time to come home.”

Maybe it’s the holidays, or maybe I’m just a gigantic pussy, but I feel a little sting behind my eyes. Fuck. Blinking it away, I clear my throat, then lean forward and kiss Em’s cheek. She’s holding their newborn son, Mark.

“Hi, Em.”

“Hi, Huds.”

I squat down in front of his baby girls. They’ve gotten so big and so beautiful. They look like both of their parents, but damn, I see their uncle Reed in them too, which I know makes him happy as hell. They’ve got pretty red dresses on with little reindeer on the front and matching headbands.

“Hi, sweet girls. I know you probably don’t remember me, but I’m your uncle Hudson.”

Charlotte grins cheekily, never hesitating as she launches forward and throws her tiny little arms around my neck, squeezing tightly. My arms circle around her, holding her to me. Quinn looks a little more reserved, stepping closer to Graham and wrapping her arm around his leg as she peeks from behind him.

“I’m so glad that you’re here. All of you.” I scoop Charlotte up and put her on my hip as I hold the door open. “Let’s get inside. It’s freezing out here.”

We step across the threshold, and Graham looks around the foyer as we walk into the living room. He shakes his head before nudging my shoulder. “The house is amazing, brother. Definitely more space than that old apartment, huh?”

“Yeah, for sure.”

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