Where’s the bride-to-be?” Beckett held his arms open for Kyle and gave her a gentle hug. “Good on you, Fairy Princess, making an honest man out of my boy here. Jesus was treating him like shit; he was never getting laid. I hope you two have a million damn kids and name them all Beckett, boys or girls.”
Kyle returned the hug and smirked. “We might name our dog Beckett, if you’re lucky.”
Beckett laughed a bit too loudly. He seemed desperate to make up for lost time.

Autore: Debra Anastasia