“I’m going to poke out my mind’s eye,” Mac said, making a beeline for the beer cooler with Evan, Adam and Grant right behind him.

“Now, boys,” Big Mac said with a shit-eating grin. “Don’t knock it till you try it.”

“Please, shoot me right now,” Grant said. “I can’t live with that image in my head.”

“Take me out while you’re at it,” Adam said.

“And me,” Evan said.

“Stop being a bunch of babies,” Abby said to laughter from the others.

“I don’t know what I ever did to you to deserve this,” Mac said to his wife.

“Um, you only crashed every girls’ night we’ve had for the last two years.”

“I’ll never do that again. I’ve learned my lesson.”

“I bet you haven’t.”

The gifts went downhill from there, fueling the guys’ mortification. All of them, with the notable exception of Blaine, protested vociferously at being subjected to such shocking gifts.

“No more guys at showers,” Adam said. “I’m making it a rule.”

“Overruled,” all the women said in harmony, laughing and high-fiving each other.

“You girls sure know how to throw a party,” Alex whispered in Jenny’s ear.

She laughed and leaned her head on his shoulder. “They so deserve it. They’re always butting into our business.”

“Speaking of butting into your business...” Alex zeroed in on the object Tiffany had pulled from yet another gift bag. “Is that a…um, plug?”

“I wouldn’t know. I’ve never seen one. Have you?”

“Um, ah, how to answer that?”

She elbowed his ribs, making him grunt on impact.

“What did you get her?” Alex asked.

Jenny had chosen some relatively tasteful lingerie compared to some of the stuff Tiffany had gotten from the others. “I’ll never tell.”

“I think we need to make a visit to this store of hers. I had no idea…”

When she thought about Tiffany’s store and going there with Alex, Jenny’s entire body heated.

Alex spoke directly into her ear. “If that sweet blush is any indication, you seem interested in a field trip to the store.”

Jenny was still trying to formulate a reply to him when Ashley and Thomas, apparently bored with their game of Twister, came running over to Tiffany, who sat in a special chair decorated with streamers and balloons.

“Mommy, me and Thomas want to help you open your presents and play with your new toys,” Ashleigh said.

“Mac!” Maddie cried as the others lost it laughing. “Do something!”

“Oh, no way, honey,” her husband replied. “You made your bed.”

“Shall we?” Jenny asked Alex.

“I think we must.”

They went over to scoop up the toddlers and took them down to the beach while Tiffany opened the rest of her gifts.

Chapter 22

Chapter 22