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swallowed her tongue. Garrett stood on the doorstep wearing nothing but a pair of black basketball shorts, a hell of a set of abs, and an iPod. Yep. Torture. Sweat glistened on his skin, especially on his shoulders where he was inked, and she ached to trace the lines of his tattoos with her tongue.
    Ew . Where the hell had that come from? And since when were sweaty men sexy to her?
    Since Garrett showed up on her doorstep all sweaty. That’s when.
    He yanked the buds out of his ears and grinned at her. “I decided to take a jog here from the gym instead of driving my truck. Hope you don’t mind.”
    “Of course not. But are you wearing that to Brianna’s?” She forced her attention north, toward his face. She also made her tone go neutral, as if seeing him like this didn’t knock the breath out of her lungs. “You’re practically naked.”
    He cocked his head. “I brought a bunch of my clothes here last night, remember? I’m trying to get as many of the little things out of my apartment as I can before the big move.”
    No . “Oh. Right.”
    He chuckled and pressed a hot, sweaty hand to her stomach. “It’s the baby. It’s called pregnancy brain.”
    His touch burned and made her ache for him to creep that hand a little lower. Ugh. Here he was being a good father to their unborn baby, and she was ready to jump on him and ride him until neither one of them could move. That’s exactly why this baby was here. Her impulsive behavior around Garrett. “P-Pregnancy what?”
    He dropped his hand off of her stomach. “Pregnancy brain. It’s a legit thing. All of your brainpower goes to making our baby grow. You become forgetful.”
    Her jaw dropped so freaking low it must have hit her chest. “How do you know that?”
    “I’ve been reading the books. Especially What to Expect When You’re Expecting . Haven’t you? Do you have a copy? If not, I can get you one.”
    “No. I don’t.” She waved a hand in front of her face. “But I don’t need one. I’ll get it sometime soon.”
    He studied her with his bright blue eyes looking far too serious. Since when did he act so damn…grown up? He made her feel like she was slacking or something. Was she supposed to be reading books already? “Okay. I’m going to go hop in the guest shower, and then I’ll be ready to go.”
    She watched him head across the room, his muscles flexing as he walked. Good God, the man was perfect. Why had she agreed to keep her hands to herself? She cleared her throat and her thoughts, but the latter was a lot harder to do with him standing there looking so irresistible. “Remember the story?”
    He stiffened. “Yes. I came along because your car was making a funny noise, and I wanted to see if I could figure out why.”
    “Good.”
    He turned back to her with his hand gripping the banister so tightly his knuckles were showing. “You do realize we’ll have to tell them eventually, right? I’m moving in on Saturday. Mike might notice I’m not at my place. And there’s a slight possibility that Chris just might notice me in the bathroom every morning. Just sayin’.”
    She rubbed her forehead. “Don’t remind me. What if he gets upset? What if he hates me for sleeping with his coach?”
    Garrett shrugged. “Then he hates us. Teenagers spend most of their time hating their parents. You’d better get used to it.”
    Their parents . The way he said that make her heart melt. He’d already accepted Chris as his child, and was planning on the future. “He never hated me before.”
    “ He’d be acting like a teenager. Give it time.” He grinned. “But in the meanwhile…we need to tell him.”
    She knew that. Obviously. She just wanted her family to see him one more time before she broke the news. “I know. This is the first step in telling them. I have it all planned out.”
    Brianna would be happy for her, of course, but she wanted one last informal meeting before she spilled the news. So Garrett would be fresh in her