“Brighton nodded and took a step back. “It’s an open offer. Let me know if you need anything else, and please text me to let me know Baby Tag’s okay.” Erin couldn’t help but smile at that. “He insists that Baby Tag is TJ. I think we should call him Forgetful Tag from now on. They’re like the dwarves. I expect to find a set of triplets out there any day now.” “God, don’t even joke about that,” Ian said. “My father was a bastard, but he had sperm that worked overtime.”
