“And knocked her up again,” Finn adds.
“Issy’s pregnant?” Oscar gasps.
Finn nods, a huge grin on his face. “The girls picked it up earlier, so they already know. It’s only early.”
“Oh, man. Congratulations.” Oscar gets up and hugs his best friend and brother-in-law. “I’m going to be an uncle again.”
“Sienna’s pregnant, too,” Evan adds.
“What the fuck?” Oscar gasps.
“What can I say, fellas? I have potent swimmers.” The boys all flip Evan off before congratulating him.
“Are they always like this?” Charlie whispers to me.
“Yep,” I tell him as he sits quietly sipping his beer.
“And you, Oscar. The one who never believed in marriage or kids or settling down.” Christian smiles smugly. “You’re now getting married and have an instant family of five. You are doing the school run and braiding hair. I think we’re going to be coming to you for advice soon.” He tips his bottle of beer at him.
“Okay, okay. I was wrong for giving you and Evan shit. I get it now. The love of a good woman does change you. And yes, I didn’t believe in all those things before Stacey, shit happens, and you soon realize what’s important in your life, and it’s her. She’s my everything, and I don’t care that it makes me sound pussy-whipped because I guess I am, and I love it,” he states confidently, raising his beer high.
“Hell, yeah,” Christian calls out. “To being pussy-whipped.” The boys cheer and hold their beers high in the air.
“I’m dick whipped,” I add, which makes the boys laugh.
“You certainly are.” Charlie grins.
“Welcome to the family, Charlie,” Christian says, pointing his beer at us.
“Guessing there is still one Dirty Texas man that hasn’t technically fallen yet,” Evan adds. The boys look confused by his comment. “He’s an honorary member of Dirty Texas,” Evan adds.
“Me?” I question.
“Yep.” Evan smirks.
“You’re telling me I’m a rockstar by proxy?” I smirk.
“Guess so.” Evan grins.
“Fuck yeah.” I squeal excitedly.
“So technically, the last Dirty Texas member hasn’t fallen,” Evan reiterates.
“But I’m in love,” I tell him, to which the others cheer.
“No ring on that finger yet,” Evan points out.
“Yet …” Charlie smirks, which makes the boys all cheer again.
“I’m meeting his parents when we get back,” I inform my friends who all ooh and ahh.
“Are you two going to live together in LA?” Christian asks.
I shake my head.
“Not yet. We thought we should date a little longer before moving in, plus I don’t want to leave my sister alone,” Charlie answers.
“I told you she could live with me,” Jackson adds.
