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The Hayes household buzzed with family and friends.
Wyatt handed the newborn to Troy. Troy floundered until Wyatt gently rearranged his hold. "You got him."
Lisa beamed at them. "Troy, we discussed it. We'd like you to be Toby's godfather."
"What? Me? Why?"
Harris embraced him from behind, a soft kiss to his shoulder. "You're a good role model." Wyatt nodded.
Beside Shane, Ilya grumbled. "I'm the Captain."
Shane slapped his chest, a warning.
"From one godfather to another..." Shane began, stepping inside the group. "With great power comes great responsibility."
Wyatt grinned at Troy. "I knew he was watching."