CHAPTER 66

Mark “Are you telling me you were taken out by an eighty-year-old man?” I scowled at Brian. “We weren’t fighting.” He smirked. “Bro, you need to work on your game. That’s just sad. Don’t you want this baby to have a little brother or sister?” I flipped him off. “And have them miss out on fun conversations like this? I would never deprive my child that way.” Brian’s smile dimmed a little. “Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like if we were raised together.” It...