“Nope. He stopped coming around when my dad came into the picture. He tried to get my mother back, but my father, well, let’s just say he squashed that idea right away,” he says, and his face lights up again. “It took one look from my dad, and he was a goner. I mean that, and my mother told him to take a hike, which made Dad want her even more.”

“Love at first sight.” I smile now and take my hand off his arm and eat another meatball. “Are your siblings married?”

“Yeah, all of them. Matthew is married to Karrie, and they have four kids.” My eyes go big. “He’s a caveman. If he could carry her around over his shoulder and pound his chest while screaming she’s mine, he probably would.” I laugh. “Allison is married to Max, and they have two kids. He is also Matthew’s ex-enemy.”

“Holy crap,” I say, mesmerized by the family.

“Oh, yeah, not only did they get married”—he starts to laugh—“but they eloped, and Matthew found out watching SportsCenter.” I put my hand to my mouth.

“One more meatball,” Dylan says, and Justin looks at me for approval.

“You sure? There is pizza and pasta coming,” I say, and he nods his head.

“So tell me more,” I ask, wanting to hear more.

“Zara was the first twin to get married to Evan Richards,” he says, then waits for my reaction after he says his name, and when I just shrug, he looks at Dylan. “Evan Richards.”

“He’s the best. He won a Stanley Cup,” he says, wiping his mouth. “Not as good as Justin, though.”

“Wait,” Justin says. He takes out his phone, and suddenly, he’s FaceTiming someone, and the man who fills the screen is hot. “Yo,” Justin says, and the man speaks up.

“Hey,” he says, and then I hear a woman’s voice yelling in the background.

“Why the hell is Justin calling you?” She now stands next to the guy, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a prettier woman in my life.

“He likes me better than you,” the man says.

“Okay, listen,” Justin says. “I want you to hear what I just heard.”

The woman snatches the phone. “Oh my God, is this gossip?” she says with a squeal. “I love gossip. What is it about? Is it about Allison? Did you notice her weight gain, too? You think she’s pregnant?”

“What?” Justin asks, shocked. “I need Evan.”

“I’m here,” he says, and he comes to stand next to who must be his wife, Justin’s sister Zara.

“Dylan,” he says, pressing the button to turn the camera around. “What did you say about Evan Richards?” Dylan smiles and becomes shy. “It’s okay, buddy. He knows,” Justin says.

“I said he’s good,” Dylan says, almost hiding his smile.

“And …” Justin says.

“But you’re better,” he says.