Page 13 of Happily Ever Maybe

“No, you’re just living, sleeping, and going to marry one,”Noah said drily.

Ford shrugged. “Yes. And figuring out the last names for thethree of us when all of us have families we actually like?That is going to be fun.”

“I don’t envy you in the least,” I put in. “Seriously,though, why change your names?”

“Because it’ll make things easier for paperwork and power ofattorneys when it comes to kids,” Noah put in.

I nodded. “I guess you’re right. But maybe the power ofattorney will be enough.”

“Thankfully, we know a few lawyers,” Ford said dryly.Considering his family, that made sense.

By the time I got my turn, I wanted to kick the other team’sass. They were a bunch of jerks, glaring at Ford and Noah, and we all knew why.Homophobic assholes existed everywhere, and axthrowing while drinking beer did not cure them of that.

I tossed the ax. And hit the bullseye, the light above it going red. We all cheered as I lifted my chin at the asshole who had muttered something derogatory at Noah. Theother man flipped me off before snarling something under his breath at Ford.

“Just ignore them,” Noah mumbled.

“I’m working on it,” I said. “I hate the fact that you haveto deal with it.”

Noah shrugged. “You get over it. Because then you get tokick their ass in little ways. Like in this tournament.”

“Well, that means I need to step up my game,” Sawyer saidwith a growl. “Because there’s no way they’re going to beat us. Even if I’m theweak link.”

“Then go kick some ass,” Kane encouraged.

Sawyer rolled his shoulders back and let the ax fly. When ithit the bullseye and the alarm went off, we just stared at each other until hejumped up, his fist in the air. We all cheered.

With the tournament over, and the Montgomery team winning,of course, we sat back in the corner, beers in hand, chomping on pretzel biteswith beer cheese and a pizza that looked semi-edible.

“I think this was frozen at one point,” Kane said.

I swallowed a decent bite of pizza. “True. The food isn’tgreat, and the beer’s slightly warm, but it’s been fun.”

Kingston looked around, his eyesnarrowed. “I bet we could open one of our own.”

“What? With all the spare time you have owning a securitybusiness?” I asked, taking a sip of my beer.

Kingston shrugged. “If not me, then one of the familymembers.”

“So, is this an empire taking over the world, or a cult?”Sawyer asked.

I burst out laughing, shaking my head. “I think it’s both.”

Kane tilted his beer toward me, eyebrow raised. “You knownone of you are wrong. But we could open something like this. Attach it to agame center for families, too. Or, I don’t know, someplace where people couldhave fun but not be idiots.”

I knew who he was glaring at—the guys behind us who weregetting drunker by the minute. Thankfully, it seemed the owners had noticed andwere coming over to talk to them. Wouldn’t that be fun when we walked out later?

“You okay?” I asked.

Noah shrugged. “We’re used to it. At least Greer isn’t here.I hate when she has to take the brunt of the looks.”

“People still weird about the poly thing?” I asked, my voicelow.

Noah leaned forward. “Yeah, and while Ford and I do our bestto ignore it, Greer can’t. It hits her hard. Even if she puts on a brave face.”

Ford signed. “And we can’t just go out and kick someone’sass every time we want to.”

“Nope, but we can change the way we feel about it,” Noahadded. “Though that is easier said than done.”