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Title: Emerging Temptation Collection
Authors: Peyton Banks, Donna R. Mercer, Reana Malori, Theresa Hodge, ML Preston, Sydney Aaliyah Michelle, Sade Rena, Posey Parks, Sedona Venez, Erin St. Charles, Yolanda Olson, Kiarra M. Taylor 
Genre: BWWM Steamy Romance
Release Date: January 14, 2020
Cover Design: T.E. Black Designs

Emerging Temptation is a limited edition collection of new, sexy BWWM romances that will set your soul on fire. Be prepared to be captivated by the sizzling tales of heroic first responders for hours on end.

These heroes will prove themselves worthy of your attention, and affection. From scorching hot firefighters to dashing police officers, there is something for everyone.

 

 

 

Watch out! You might find yourself needing to be resuscitated.
The stories in the compilation are exclusive and can’t be found anywhere else. Don’t wait, this box set will only be available for a limited time before it is gone forever!
Note: This collection contains material for mature readers (18+ and older) only.

 

Dalton by Peyton Banks
Chaos: Laws of Life Collection by Donna R Mercer
Absolution by Reana Malori
To You I Belong by Theresa Hodge
Crash by ML Preston
Avalanche by Sade Rena
Blazed by Posey Parks
Heart of Fire by Sedona Venez
A Kiss to the Rescue by Erin St. Charles
Ghost Flowers by Yolanda Olson
Title Coming Soon by Kiarra M. Taylor

 

 
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Title: Nick
Series: O’Connor Brothers
Author: A. S. Kelly
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 20, 2019

I’ve never liked lies. I’m an honest guy: I say exactly what I’m thinking without any filter. Without considering the consequences.
That’s why people always think I’m an idiot. Someone who only wants to have fun, who never has any problems.
Someone who never worries about the future.
I’ve made my decision.
I’ve chosen myself and left everything else behind.
But what happens when karma comes back to turn your life upside-down? When you find yourself standing in front of someone who could break down all of your walls?
The only woman capable of looking past the façade, and seeing Nick O’Connor for what he really is: a liar.
Would it make sense to keep lying? And, for the first time in my life, could I live with just being Nick?
It’s a dangerous game, a match to be played.
The last match. My match.
I’m Nick O’Connor, and the whistle’s about to blow: I’m about to face the biggest match of my life. But will I be able to fight until the end? Or will I give in, like I always do?
Because I already know I’m going to lose this challenge. We both will.
Because she deserves everything.
And I have nothing to give.

“Nick O’Connor,” she says, smoothing down her uniform.
I stand there, frozen, my jaw on the floor and my airways blocked.
“C-C…”
She looks at me, her head tilted. “Stuttering problem?”
“W-what? N-no!”
She laughs, and I nearly have a heart attack.
“C-Casey.”
“Wow, we got there in the end. What’s up? Memory loss?”
I shake my head vacantly. “What…How…?”
“What am I doing here? How am I?” she helps me out.
I nod, but I still can’t close my mouth.
“I work in the hospital,” she says, gesturing to her uniform. “And as for the second question…Was that supposed to be ‘how are you’?”
I move my head up and down.
“You used to have so much to say,” she says, raising an eyebrow.
Used to.
Has someone just plunged a knife through my stomach?
“You look good,” she says, letting her eyes slide over my figure.
You look incredible.
“Well, thanks,” she says, grinning.
What? Did I say that out loud? Has my tongue become independent from my brain?
“My brother’s just had a baby,” I manage, trying to fill the silence with something logical in case she thinks I’m an idiot – which, I guess, is what I actually am. But better not to shove that in her face at eight ‘o’clock in the morning.
“Oh,” she says, incredulous.
Surprise effect. Always works.
“Ryan?” she asks.
I shake my head. “Ian.”
“That’s amazing! Congratulations!”
I smile, full of pride. I knew that baby would save my life.
“Maybe I’ll pop in later and say hi to the new arrival.”
“You should. She’s stunning.”
She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear slowly, tracing it with her finger. Her lips gently curl into a smile that reaches her ears, lighting up her face with tenderness.
What about you? Do you have children? Are you married? Do you have a boyfriend? Are you…?
“I should get going.” She glances at her watch.
Did I not say anything?
Luckily, this time, my brain decided to use its anti-arsehole filter, and prevent any more slip-ups.
“My shift starts in ten minutes and I haven’t had a coffee yet this morning.”
“Can I get it for you?” I ask, suddenly.
The question leaps over my anti-arsehole filter with both feet and lands right in my stomach.
She looks at me for a few seconds, her brow furrowed.
“You’re eight years too late, Nick O’Connor.”
Ah. Busted.
My ego, my pride, and…better stop there.
“Take care,” she says, before striding past me and disappearing down the hospital corridors, leaving me standing in the entrance like a dick, incapable of saying anything that could make her stay.
“Hmm.”
Shit.
I turn to see Ryan leaning smugly against the wall a few metres away from me.
“Was that who I think it was?”
“Shut up.”
He bursts out into such shrieking laughter that it must have come straight from the mouth of hell.
“No way, Nick. This time I definitely won’t shut up.”
“I could put an end to all this right now and kill you out in the car park. There’s already too many of us, and now that Jamie’s here, everyone will be so busy suffocating her with love that no one will even realise you’re gone.”
He steps towards me, with a smile plastered across his face that tells me he’s about to get his revenge. He bends down to pick up my phone and hands it back to me.
“Now it’s your turn to swim through the shit. That,” he says, pointing in the direction that Casey had disappeared, “is your sea. I’m just going to sit back and watch while you splash around, looking for the life raft. And don’t expect me to offer you a hand, unless it’s to hold your head under.”
That’s when I realise that I’m completely fucked. Not because of what Ryan said: his words have no effect on me. He’s nothing against me, I’d squash him like an ant.
The problem is something else.
Something much bigger.

 

And its name is Casey Madigan.

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Losing Bash by Khloe Wren releases September 22nd!!!

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About Khloe Wren:
Khloe started writing her first novel in high school, until it mysteriously disappeared from the family computer (her older brother was the lead suspect but nothing was ever proved). She didn’t put pen to paper again after that for a number of years but she did keep reading. Khloe has always loved all things paranormal: sexy vampires and sultry shifters have always been her favourites. So when she picked up writing again, it seemed only natural she would write paranormal romance.
Khloe currently lives in the Murraylands, South Australia with her incredibly patient husband and two young daughters. When she’s not sitting at her laptop writing, she’s spending time with family or friends, kicking butt at karate or feeding her addictions of reading, eating chocolate and drinking Coke.

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Title: Grit and Grind
Series: Dirty South Part 1
Author: Kat Addams
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: September 6, 2019
Cover Design: Lori Jackson

 

Klara Woods is an aspiring writer … with no inspiration. After one too many disastrous relationships, her quest for a leading man has fizzled out. Bored with her mundane lifestyle, she decides to do whatever it takes to get her head back in the game. When she finds out that one of her favorite authors, Christopher Kaiser, is leading a writers workshop, she’s the first in line to sign up. Could he help spark her creativity again, or will this be just another one of her bad decisions?
 
Christopher Kaiser is an international best-selling author whose books have taken the romance genre by storm. Rumor has it that his sexy stories are inspired by personal experiences with his many so-called muses. Touted as one of the South’s most notorious playboys, Christopher is too busy living his best life to settle down anytime soon. Besides, what would happen with his writing if he gave up his “explorations”?
 
Determined to take matters into her own hands, Klara decides to jump-start her love life with a catastrophe of her own making. Unfortunately, an innocent bystander prevents her desperate attempt for attention by rescuing her from yet another one of her bad decisions. Annoyed—and also a bit turned on by this sexy new hero—Klara goes home, defeated. Forcing herself to focus on her writing, she shows up to her first workshop and quickly learns that her hero from earlier is none other than her instructor, Christopher Kaiser. Will she actually learn something from this, or will she be too distracted by her hots for the teacher?
Kat Addams is a forever twenty-nine-year-old fashionista following her lifelong dream of writing contemporary romance inspired by the exotic men she meets in her worldly travels. At least, that’s what she would like for you to think. She’s certainly not a stay-at-home mom indulging in excessive daydreaming, frozen pizzas, an unhealthy addiction to purchasing pajamas, and one too many cocktails on the regular. That’s some other romance author. The poor thing probably has to sneak away upstairs to write her dirty stories! What would her family think? Thankfully, that’s not Kat!

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Title: Then There Was You: A Single Parent Collection
Authors: Alex Grayson, Angel Devlin, Anna Brooks, Dani René, Esther E. Schmidt, Evan Grace, Freya Barker, Gianna Gabriela, Heather Lyn, HL Nighbor, Kally Ash, Kathy Coopmans, L.A. Cotton, and Lauren Dawes
Genre: Single Parent Romance
Release Date: August 13, 2019
Sexy Single Dads. Strong Single Moms. 
With stories from 14 unbelievably talented authors:
Alex Grayson
Angel Devlin
Anna Brooks
Dani René
Esther E. Schmidt 
Evan Grace
Freya Barker
Gianna Gabriela
Heather Lyn
HL Nighbor
Kally Ash
Kathy Coopmans
L.A. Cotton
Lauren Dawes
Read on for a taste of the stories you’ll find within!
Back to Life by Dani René
Both having been heartbroken in very different ways, Kayla and Caleb find themselves in a very unlikely situation where they can’t deny the electricity coursing between them. Can love really bring them back to life?
Boss of Me by Angel Devlin
Single dad Jude’s icy exterior keeps women at a safe distance; but fiery Pippa could be about to start a thaw…
Chester by Esther E. Schmidt
Some issues cut deep; they are hard to face and even harder to find a solution for.
Fighting For Us by Heather Lyn
She rescued me when I didn’t even know I needed saving. But now lives are on the line, and we might lose our forever, before we even get the chance to start.
Heartbreaker by Anna Brooks
She was never supposed to happen, and her baby girl sure as hell wasn’t part of my plans.
Hunter by Lauren Dawes
A mate’s death. A rogue wolf. A new life.
Just Because of You by Gianna Gabriela
He broke me. I left. He stayed. Now I’m back. 
Resisting Rayne by HL Nighbor
Their worlds collide and an unlikely friendship forms, but will they continue to fight the pull for something more or give into the pull and take a chance at love?
Riddick by Kathy Coopmans
Do you believe in heaven on earth? I did until one day, she vanished.
 
Ripple Effect by Evan Grace
One night changed everything.
Tempt Me by Kally Ash
Temptation comes in many forms. Can Gianna or Max resist?
 
When Hope Ends (Life Begins) by Freya Barker
It’s the best day of his life–the worst of hers–when one moment in time leaves their paths unavoidably connected by the single heart beating between them.
Whispered Prayers of a Girl by Alex Grayson
A lonely man, a widowed woman, a carefree boy, and a broken girl… Can the four come together and help heal each other?
 
Wicked Truths by L. A. Cotton
The truth won’t fix anything… it’ll only hurt more. Won’t it?
THEN THERE WAS YOU features single parents who weren’t looking–didn’t need anyone–until the right someone came along. Experience the highs and lows of parenthood, love lost and gained, and new beginnings with this collection of stories. They’re sure to leave you with a full heart and a smile on your face. 
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Title: Worth The Fight
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: Friends to Lovers Romance
Release Date: September 6, 2019
Cover Design: Cover Me, Darling

 

Cassidy’s a fighter, designed to survive.

 

After the crushing death of her parents, she persevered. When she caught her fiancé with another woman, she held her head high and moved on. Fighting always came easy, because she never had to do it alone.
She had Liam.
Her best friend. Her protector. Her rock.
But every bond has its breaking point, and they found their’s… with a kiss. One weak moment upturns the foundation of their relationship, making Cassidy look at Liam in a whole new light.
Now, she has a choice to make. Is the shift from friends to lovers even possible? Or will Cassidy lose the one person she can’t live without?
From Award-Winning author Rachael Brownell comes the sweet romance, Worth the Fight.

 

Liam places his hands on my shoulders. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.”
“You don’t look okay. You look like shit, Cass.” There’s a smile on his face as he says it. Normally, I’d swat him in the abs, he’d pretend I hurt him, and we’d have a good laugh.
I’m not in the mood today.
“Next time you find the love of your life cheating on you, I’ll make sure to tell you how shitty you look,” I snip at him, immediately feeling guilty.
He’s done nothing but support me. Take care of me. Hold me while I cried. He rescued me from the church, brought me here, and now he’s trying to protect me from getting hurt any further. 
I should at least be nice to him.
“No one would ever cheat on me. I’m a master between the sheets.”
And just like that, he’s brushed off my bitchy comment and tried to make me smile once again. Damn him for being such an amazing person. I’m the luckiest girl alive. I couldn’t ask for a better friend in life, especially right now.

 

Rachael is a Midwest girl (yes, they say she has an accent but no, she doesn’t hear it) who loves to create amazing stories that tug at your heartstrings with book boyfriends that you wish were real. She keeps her storylines realistic – either she’s heard about it happening to someone or feels that it could happen in real life. She also likes her characters to be relatable so she tries to give them at least one characteristic that is similar to someone she knows.

 

When she’s not writing her next novel, you can find her hanging out with her husband and son. She enjoys golfing but is still learning, so if you see her on the course… stand back.

 


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Title: Nick
Series: O’Connor Brothers
Author: A. S. Kelly
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 20, 2019
I’ve never liked lies. I’m an honest guy: I say exactly what I’m thinking without any filter. Without considering the consequences.
That’s why people always think I’m an idiot. Someone who only wants to have fun, who never has any problems.
Someone who never worries about the future.
I’ve made my decision.
I’ve chosen myself and left everything else behind.
But what happens when karma comes back to turn your life upside-down? When you find yourself standing in front of someone who could break down all of your walls?
The only woman capable of looking past the façade, and seeing Nick O’Connor for what he really is: a liar.
Would it make sense to keep lying? And, for the first time in my life, could I live with just being Nick?
It’s a dangerous game, a match to be played.
The last match. My match.
I’m Nick O’Connor, and the whistle’s about to blow: I’m about to face the biggest match of my life. But will I be able to fight until the end? Or will I give in, like I always do?
Because I already know I’m going to lose this challenge. We both will.
Because she deserves everything.
And I have nothing to give.
 

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Nick

 

I park the car and swing the driver’s door open, throwing myself out into the car park. I slam it shut behind me and sprint towards the entrance, anxiety choking me and excitement exploding through my veins. I stop for a second in front of the automatic doors and take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down before I throw up the entire contents of my stomach all over the entrance. I place one foot inside, ready to face this new challenge, when a huge, muscly mass smacks against my left shoulder.
“Don’t even think about it,” he warns, pulling me aside.
“I got here first.”
“It’s not a race.”
“Looks like it is.”
“No, it’s not, because you’ve already lost.”
I turn to face him, so that we’re chest to chest. “Get out my way.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Oh, come on!” An irritated voice floats in between ours. “Why do you two always have to be like this? All these muscles are blocking off your brains.”
Chris wriggles between us and steps inside first, then turns to look at us from the other side of the sliding door with a satisfied grin.
“I’ll be her favourite aunt anyway,” she says, teasing us both, before jogging down the hospital corridor, her flame-red hair falling in waves down her back.
“You’re both losers.” Evan takes another whack at our pride before he strides past us to follow his mother, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans and his hood pulled up over his head.
“No way,” Ryan takes advantage of my confusion to step inside the hospital before me. “She can be the favourite aunt, but I’ll be her favourite uncle,” he states triumphantly, before running off behind them. He frustratedly slips in between Chris and Evan, making Chris laugh, as he wraps his enormous arms around their shoulders and protectively pulls them in towards him.
Is his unlikely, messed-up family not enough for him? Does he really have to take the only joy left in my life?
Like fuck he will.
I’ll be her favourite uncle.

 

~ ~ ~

 

When the four of us get to the waiting room, we’re met by Ian, so anxious he’s almost ready to pass out.
“So?” Chris goes over to him right away. “How’s it going?”
“Good,” he says, rubbing a hand over his face. “At least, for them. I…I feel…”
“Oh shit!” Ryan catches him before he can hit the floor.
“Come on, what’s the big deal?” I say, stupidly. What a dick.
Chris glares at me. “If you don’t have a vagina, you’re not allowed to comment.”
She sits down next to Ian and helps him take a few deep breaths, making him rest his head on his knees.
“Breathe, Ian. It’s just all the excitement,” she says kindly.
“It’s just that you’re a loser,” Evan tells him, winding him up.
This kid is starting to remind me more and more of Ryan. I feel really sorry for Chris having to put up with them both.
“Do you want me to go in with her for a bit while you’re recovering?” Chris asks.
Ian slowly lifts his head. “I can do it.”
That’s good. At least he’s found his balls again.
He gets back up and heads towards Riley’s room, wearing his green hospital gown, as we make ourselves comfortable in the waiting room. Chris sits on Ryan’s knee and he wraps his arms around her waist, leaning his chin on her shoulder; she smiles and rubs her face against his as Evan watches them, shaking his head. He turns to me and mimes vomiting all over the waiting room, and I laugh in response.
Yeah, I know. We could be twins.
He comes over and sits in the empty chair next to me, stretching his legs out in front of him. It won’t be long before they’re longer than mine.
Jesus, this kid – who’s not really a kid anymore – will be able to tear me to pieces pretty soon.
“What d’you reckon, Uncle Loser? Shall we grab a coffee? It’s four in the morning and I’m shattered – I only got home two hours ago. This baby couldn’t have chosen a better time.”
“I’m not Uncle Loser.”
“Sure you are.”
“If anyone’s a loser here, it’s Ryan.”
He lifts his head and looks at me, pretending to be annoyed.
“What’s that about losers? Because I can see three of them right here.” Jamie’s shrill voice makes us all jump. He stands there, hands on hips, with a smile that lights up his entire face. His expression tells us that he has no intention of being second-place.
“So, O’Connor, let’s just clear something up. I’m the only perfect uncle around here.”
Ian suddenly appears among us, his face even whiter than before. I jump to my feet and approach him; he looks at me, but not really. It’s like he’s looking past me, lost, distant, overcome by his own emotions.
“What…? Ian, what?” I ask, anxious.
He shakes his head and rubs his eyes.
“Talk, for fuck’s sake!” I raise my voice, attracting everyone’s attention.
“Nick…it’s…my daughter,” he says, overwhelmed. “Mine.”
I smile and let out a sigh of relief.
“I have a baby, Nick.”
I place a hand on his shoulder and squeeze it affectionately.
“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.”
The others come over to us, waiting to hear the rest – but Ian can’t do anything but laugh and cry, almost hysterical. I almost slap him to bring him back to his senses, but he’s already been battered enough tonight by his own emotion. So I decide to leave him be – at least, until next time.
Slowly, he calms down, looking around at everyone with bright eyes, pride oozing out of every pore: he gathers up his courage and announces:
“I’m the happiest man in the world.”
And I’m pretty close to tears now, too.

 
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Nick

 

One by one, we quietly file into Riley’s room. We weren’t all supposed to come in together at this time of night, but luckily we have friends in high places in this hospital – something Ryan is not at all happy about.
Martin, Evan’s dad and Chris’ ex, is warning us not to make any noise, to behave like mature adults.
Seriously? He’s saying that to us?
He clearly hasn’t spent enough time with our family yet.
“Just for five minutes, okay? Don’t make me regret this,” he threatens, with a stare that says I’m a fucking doctor and this is my hospital, so don’t make me look like a dick.
Poor Dr. Dick.
When Riley sees us, she smiles, tired but happy. “You’re all here.”
“Fuck, yeah,” Ryan says, raising his voice. Chris shoots him a glare.
At least he’ll be kicked out first. One less to deal with.
Ian sits down next to Riley and kisses her forehead. Then she turns to us, showing us the tiny little bean wrapped in a pink blanket – I’d be scared to even brush against her with my enormous, clumsy hands. Hopefully Ian’s are more delicate than mine.
“Look, Jamie: this is your family.”
“J-Jamie?” Riley’s brother asks, appearing in the doorway.
“Where the hell were you?”
“I went for a walk and got lost.”
“Lost underneath someone, I imagine…” Ryan taunts.
“Did this really seem like an appropriate time, Jamie?” I chime in, teasing him.
“Mind your own business, O’Connor. We’re talking about something important here,” He turns back to his sister. “So…Jamie?”
She smiles at him. It’s clear to everyone now who her favourite uncle will be.
Fuck him.
“But isn’t Jamie a boy’s name?” Evan asks, making me love him even more. I really need to revaluate his role in this family.
“No, it’s unisex,” Riley explains. “And we couldn’t have chosen a better name for our little girl. The name of the person who made all of this happen.”
“Fuck, are you trying to make me cry?” Jamie whinges.
“Please,” Ryan interjects. “It was bad enough when it was Ian,” he says, gesturing towards his brother.
Ian, sitting next to Riley, is inconsolable. He can’t stop crying, stroking her, looking at his baby daughter as if she were the most precious gift life could give him.
Here he is: my brother, once a hard-arse, and now a snivelling shell of a man. Ryan seems to have joined him now, too, after meeting Chris. I think I’m the only Alpha-male left in this ridiculous story. I just hope it doesn’t turn into a series – keeping up this role for much longer will be draining.
I’m not like them. I don’t pretend to be a bastard, and then melt like an ice lolly as soon as the sun hits. Jesus, no. I’m an adult. I’m mature, tough, good-looking – at least that will never go away – emotionless, a bit of a dickhead. Not even the best of therapists would be able to analyse me.
I’m Nick O’Connor. I’m the eldest, the strongest. I’m the one nothing can break down.
Yeah, right.
I look at Ian, then look at his girlfriend and his daughter; their fingers are intertwined, their smiles filled with love and hope. Life is teeming around them, giving back everything it took from them. And I feel something break inside me: a quickly-growing crack spreading across my chest. It makes no noise, no one can hear it – but, inside me, the rumble is deafening.
I rub my eyes. I can feel something niggling at me, maybe a fly or some dust – fuck, they should really keep a closer eye on the hygiene in this hospital – but nothing can stop the burning. I rub at them roughly with the sleeve of my hoodie, but it only makes it worse. The tears come gushing out anyway and I can’t do anything about it; I can’t even remember the last time this happened to me. And they’re tears of joy, because my brother has just had a baby, because I’ve become an uncle, because our family is growing. I’m so happy that a sob escapes my lips, and I can’t do anything to stifle it.
Everyone turns to me.
“Well, what do we have here?”
Riley smiles at me and passes me the baby. “Go on, Jamie. This is Uncle Nick.”
“Why does he get to go first?” Ryan whines.
“Because I’m the oldest,” I retort, gently taking this new life in my arms and suddenly feeling myself fill up with love, with gratitude. With hope.
“Hey, little Jamie,” I say, even though I know full well that she can’t understand me. But you never know – better to make things clear. “I’m the best-looking uncle, the one who will take you shopping to buy anything you want. I’ll teach you how to kick guys in the balls, and buy you beer when your mum and dad aren’t around—”
“Hey…” Ian scolds.
“But I’ll also be the one you can always count on, because look: your dad and all these other uncles here are useless.”
“Oh my God, Nick!” Ryan’s angry now.
I lightly kiss her forehead and stand there, looking at her, overjoyed. “Jamie, you’ll be the only girl in my life, I swear.”
“We all knew that.” Ryan ruins this magical moment with my niece, just as he’s ruined pretty much every moment of my life.
“Come on, come to Uncle Ryan,” he says, delicately taking her from my arms.
“You alright with her, mate?” Evan asks him.
“Fuck off! What’s your problem?” Ryan retorts.
“Guys, you really need to start watching your language. Seriously,” Riley warns.
“But she’s only just been born, she doesn’t understand yet,” Ryan responds.
“Sure, but it’ll be a long road to recovery for you guys,” Riley adds, making me laugh. She’s right. It’ll be almost impossible.
“So, little Jamie,” Ryan says to the baby. “Apart from your questionable name…”
“You’re just jealous,” Jamie cuts in.
“…you’re…you’re…” He takes a deep breath, then look at Ian. “Holy shit, Ian,” he says, relaxing.
Everyone laughs, resigned to the fact that this little girl is going to grow up surrounded by an ocean of ‘holy shits’. 
“Yeah, Ryan,” Ian nods. “Holy shit.”
 
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