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“So what is the first game?” Beckett asks.

I know the point of this is to figure out Beckett’s strengths and weaknesses and to help him feel physically ready to battle Felix after the babies are born, but I also want to tease my husband.

“First game is Kai trivia,” I say.

Both men grin. They both think they know random trivia about me better than the other. But I know for a fact Beckett will win. For one, we’ve spent more normal time together than I have with Enzo. He knows my favorite flavors of ice cream. My favorite movie and books to read. My favorite place to sit and watch the day go by. Enzo and I have spent most of our life running or fighting danger. And I want Beckett to know he has a place in our life. And I want to tease my husband with the fact that Beckett knows silly things about me that he doesn’t.

“First to three points wins. First question: what is my favorite flavor of ice cream?” I ask.

“Chocolate,” Enzo answers.

“Chocolate chip cookie dough,” Beckett says.

“First point goes to Beckett.”

Enzo frowns, giving me a dirty glare, knowing I’m giving him no chance of winning this first game.

“That’s not fair,” Enzo says.

Beckett holds up his stub. “That’s not fair?”

Enzo rolls his eyes and teases. “Are you going to play the I don’t have an arm card the rest of your life?”

“Yep, I am,” Beckett grins.

I grin, too.

Even Enzo smiles a little. All of us are happy that Beckett can joke about it.

“Fine, next question,” Enzo says.

“What is my favorite movie?”

“Pretty Woman,” Enzo says.

Beckett rolls his eyes. “Really? You think the movie with the prostitute and the guy with gray hair is your wife’s favorite movie?”

“Isn’t it every woman’s favorite movie?” Enzo answers.

“Your wife is not most women. Your wife is more of a Katniss fan. Her favorite movie is the Hunger Games. The second in the trilogy, if we are being picky.”

“Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner!” I point to Beckett.

Enzo huffs. “How about you ask an important fact, like your favorite sexual position or favorite place to be kissed?”

“Eww,” Beckett covers his ears.

Enzo and I laugh.

Enzo mouths rough missionary and pussy—answers for favorite position and place to be kissed.

I blush and forgive my husband for not knowing my favorite ice cream flavor or movie. He knows the important things. But I ask one more question Beckett will know the answer to and Enzo won’t.

“When is the twins’ due date?” I ask.

Enzo’s face drops. He knows the babies are due in a month. But he doesn’t know the exact date. He’s never gone to a doctor’s appointment with me, and he’s never asked.

Beckett grins while waiting for Enzo to guess.


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