Snapping his fingers, he smiled at me. “Oh, yeah. I was calling for references about you—you know, just to make sure you were on the up and up?—”
“I grew up with you!”
“And I thought, who better to give you a good reference than your own father-in-law? Well, he will be when you’re married.”
Snarling, I nearly punched him in the face, but since I was already in the shitter with Blake’s family, hitting my boss didn’t seem like a good idea.
“I should probably warn you that I accidentally let it slip that Blake’s knocked up.”
“Accidentally, huh?”
“Well, we got to talking, and he wanted to know how I knew Blake. I mentioned that she pushed me through a window—which they weren’t at all surprised about—by the way, and then I may have said that she was fine, even in her condition.”
“Yeah, I’ll bet you were doing it out of the goodness of your heart.”
He shrugged playfully. “Well, should we go say hello? It seems someone really wants to talk to you.”
I grabbed his arm as he started to walk away. “Mav?—”
“Yeah, buddy?”
“I quit.”
He laughed in my face before striding over to say hello to Dean Collins, Blake’s dad. I was so fucking screwed.
“Hey, you must be Dean! It’s good to see you out here,” Mav laughed. “And you must all be Blake’s brothers.”
“Minus one,” Doug said, his eyes focusing on me. “Our brother Sam isn’t here.”
“Work?”
“Boxing,” he nodded. “So, Parker,” Doug snapped, his eyes growing heated.
I wasn’t worrying about him beating me up. I could take all of them with one hand tied behind my back. But I couldn’t do that and still marry Blake. And all of them knew it. I was so screwed right now, and if they wanted to tie me to the back of their pickup truck and drive around town, I’d have to let them.
“Guys, it’s good to see you.”
“Yeah, you got something you want to tell us?” Todd asked, stepping forward.
“Yeah, like maybe some pending nuptials?” Adam asked.
Clearing my throat, I laid it all out for them. “Well, actually, yeah. We are getting married, but we haven’t set a date yet.”
“That’s good,” Adam said, cracking his knuckles. “Because I don’t think I need to remind you that I asked for a three-month grace period to plan accordingly for a date.”
“I did not forget about that.”
“Anything else you want to tell us, son?” Dean asked.
Shit. Her old man was staring me down like he was going to beat me up. He was really pissed at me.
“Uh…actually, I do. When we got out here a little over a week ago, we found out Blake is pregnant.”
Mav chuckled beside me as he felt the shit rise around my feet, knowing he’d dropped me in it.
Gritting my teeth, I waited for the onslaught that I knew was coming.
“I’m gonna be an uncle!” Matt shouted, letting out a whoop as he leapt in the air. Doug wrapped his arms around his brother in a hug, and they started dancing and jumping in a circle, which quickly expanded to include the other two brothers.
