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“Well, their father and brothers wouldn’t be pleased if we left them out of it.”

“Oh my gosh. Cage would lose his shit if you went down on that field without him. Dad, Hugh, and Finn would just spend a few hours pouting,” I said.

“I can get you all a pass. It’s not a problem.” Lincoln winked at me.

Damn, the man was smooth.

Maddox and Wyle were tripping over their words, and Georgia turned to Lincoln and hugged him. “That’s really nice of you. Hey, why don’t you come to Sunday dinner tomorrow at our parents’ house? It would seriously be the best surprise.”

He glanced over at me, and I shrugged.

We were friends now, right? I should have thought to invite him myself.

We hugged everyone goodbye, and of course, the guys all exchanged numbers. They invited Lincoln to guys’ night at Hugh’s house next week for cards and beers.

My brothers were literally going to lose it because they’d get to see him twice this week.

It was late by the time we left their house.

I hadn’t expected to stay that long.

Lincoln opened my door, and I got inside and buckled up as he came around and slipped into the driver’s seat.

“That was great,” he said, glancing over at me. “Thanks for letting me tag along.”

“Sure.” I chuckled. “I mean, you’re hanging on the man’s walls because he’s such a fan. You were hardly tagging along.”

“Hey. You’re hanging on the man’s walls, too. Don’t sell yourself short.” He started the car and glanced over one more time. “Am I taking you home?”

I didn’t want the night to end. We’d been out all day, and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye.

“Are you hungry?” I asked because it had been a few hours since we’d had dinner.

“Starving. But I think everything’s closed. It’s late.” He pulled down the driveway.

I sent a text to Hugh.

Hey. Is Reynolds’ already closed up? I’m with Lincoln, and we are starving. Your apple pie and ice cream sound really good right now.

Hugh

I just got off the phone with Maddox. Are you fucking kidding me? We’re going to go down onto the field at a game? I’d give you my firstborn right now if I had one.

I figured you’d like that.

Hugh

The restaurant is closed. You’ve got a key, and you know the alarm code. Go help yourself. Just lock up and set the alarm when you leave. Love you, Brinks.

“Okay, let’s go to Reynolds’. Park in the back.”

“It’s open?” he asked as he drove the short distance to downtown and pulled in behind the restaurant.

“No. But I’ve got a key, and Hugh said to help ourselves. Get ready for the best pie you’ve ever had. They have this amazing baker who runs the bakery next door and provides them with the best desserts.” Lincoln opened my door, and we made our way inside. I flipped on the lights as we entered through the kitchen.

“Wow. These are some serious sibling perks.” He took the pie from me, and I reached for the ice cream and the whipped cream.

I cut us each a slice of pie and popped them into the microwave to get them warmed up just a little bit. I added a scoop of ice cream and sprayed a bunch of whipped cream on top. I tipped my head back and sprayed it into my mouth because I couldn’t help myself.

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