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Ezra nodded. “I know.”

“Doesn’t feel that way from where I’m standing. Let it happen when the time is right,” I whispered.

“I will. Yeah, sure,” Ezra murmured, but I knew this would set him off for the rest of the evening.

Chapter Thirty-Six

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Maverick:Merry Christmas! Am I the only one up at the ungodly hour of six o’clock?

Noel:I’m up. I think Andy and Leo planned this. Like they’re still five years old.

Maverick:Andy gets up early because of hockey practice. Just like Jax. I’m never going to be a morning person. Even when I’m old.

Matthias:Killian, too. You’d think he didn’t know the presents I bought him. Pretty sure he went through the bags I tried to hide in the spare room.

Holt:Are you kidding me? It’s so early. Can’t I sleep in this one time? I’m getting married in a week. I need to not have puffy eyes. Watson is still in bed.

Maverick:Stop it. You’ll look great. Isn’t Ezra going to do your makeup?

Holt:Yeah, I’m nervous about that, though. Ez, no offense, but I’ve never worn makeup before.

Noel:I think he’s still sleeping.

Maverick:Do you think he got that ring?

Matthias:I don’t know. Maybe he’s getting dicked down this morning. Maybe that’s what we should all be doing.

Noel:Stop.

Maverick:Noel, do you want Wyatt’s number? He might be able to help with that.

Noel:I’m going back to bed.

Maverick:Guys, I don’t think Carson asked Ezra to marry him.