Which was why she wouldn’t let her dream of having a child go up in smoke.

Giving up wasn’t an option. They just needed to have more sex. Gavin was strong and virile, and she was still young enough. She worked out and ate right. There was no reason they couldn’t get pregnant. Gavin was off season right now, which meant he was more available than usual, and that meant more time for sex. Granted, she’d be a more than a little busy with the wedding and holiday planning, but if there was one thing Liz knew how to do, it was make time for sex.

She smiled against the rim of her teacup.

Operation Make A Baby was on.

Chapter Two

Gavin smirked at his soon-to-be brother-in-law while they sat waiting in the tuxedo shop. “So, Tyler, what are your intentions toward my baby sister?”

“I plan to marry the hell out of her, if that’s okay with you.”

Gavin shrugged. “Are you sure you know what you’re getting into? She’s kind of a pain in the ass. Moody. Sometimes grouchy as hell.”

“Sounds like that’s how she treats you. She’s great to me.”

Gavin laughed. “You’re probably right.”

“I don’t know,” Mick said. “She’s always liked me.”

“Bullshit. She fought with you as much as she fought with me.”

Mick arched a brow at Gavin. “That’s not the way I remember it. She always ran to me when you were picking on her.”

“No. It was me. She hated both of you and ran to her favorite cousin.”

Gavin laughed at Cole.

“Anderson party?”

“Oooh, we’re a party,” Gavin said, nudging Ty when he stood.

“Not yet,” Ty said. “But as soon as all this tuxedo crap is over with, we’re heading to the bar.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Gavin said.

It took about an hour to pick out the tuxes, though Jenna had already made a couple suggestions, and Ty, not really caring, went with what Jenna wanted. They were all fitted, except for Ty’s two teammates and friends Victor and Eddie, who couldn’t make it. But now that the tuxes had been selected, they could stop in and get their measurements anytime. All Gavin cared about was that his part was done. They were out of there as fast as possible, so they could head to Riley’s bar.

“We’re lucky we could all be together this week,” Mick said. “Fortunately, we’re playing Cole’s team, so I’m actually in town in time for the tux fitting.”

“Yeah, it worked out well,” Ty said.

“We’re going to kick your ass.”

“In your fucking dreams, Cole” Mick said.

“We’ll see, pretty boy. You’re getting kind of old to play football. Shouldn’t you think about moving into the broadcast booth or something? Maybe play stay-at-home dad while Tara makes the big bucks?”

Gavin snorted.

“Hey,” Mick said. “You’re my brother. Shouldn’t you be on my side?”

“I’m on nobody’s side when it comes to family playing family. I’m just going to enjoy the two of you trash-talking each other.”