Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- really pretty ones are the ones I keep at home." Logan's eyes widened in mock disbelief. "No way. If you said you had a guy hidden at home, I'd believe that faster!" The whole room burst out laughing. Tristan rolled his eyes. "Watch what you're saying." "Alright, gorgeous," one of the guys teased Olivia. "We've got a special mission for you. Help us figure out whether Tristan's actually straight." The laughter doubled. Tristan sighed dramatically. "I'm not even gonna introduce you to these clowns.

Just my so-called friends, don't take them too seriously." He didn't raise his voice, but everyone heard him. Logan immediately threw an arm around his shoulder. "Clowns? Really? I was your drinking buddy last night!" Everyone roared again. Tristan pushed him away. "Get off me." The laughter was still going when the door opened and Aaron walked in. "Aaron!" "Hey man!" ---- Everyone stood up to greet him. Aaron smirked. "What's all the noise about?" Logan grinned. "We're trying to figure out whether Tristan swings left or right.

Since you two are so close, you must know." Aaron shoved his hands into his pockets and sat down casually on the couch. His lips curved faintly. "Wrong guy to ask. It's not like he sleeps with me." That sent the room into another wave of laughter. Tristan clutched his chest theatrically. "Are you guys done roasting me? I thought this was supposed to be my celebration." Logan raised both hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright, my bad. Everyone, raise your glasses! To Tristan-survivor, legend, and all-around lucky bastard!" Everyone cheered and downed their drinks.

Olivia tugged lightly at Tristan's sleeve and whispered, "Should you really be drinking right after getting out of the hospital?" "Tl go easy," he murmured back. Logan leaned over again. "What are you two whispering about? Hey, first time meeting you, ---- beautiful-come on, drink with me!" Tristan frowned. "Since when is that a rule? First meeting, first drink?" Logan smirked. "Look at him, already protecting his girl." Olivia smiled and picked up her glass before Tristan could say another word. "It's fine. Nice to meet you all. I'm Olivia.

I'll drink first-cheers." She downed the drink in one go, calm and composed. Vivienne clapped. "You're amazing! I love it. We have to hang out more. Come on, one with me too." Olivia smiled, refilled her glass, and clinked with Vivienne. When Tristan saw another friend, Caspian, lifting his glass toward her, he quickly cut in. "Alright, alright, enough drinking. Let's play something instead. Too many people here to just sit around." Caspian set his glass back down. "Alright, what do you have in mind?" Logan grinned. "Let's play the dice game.

Same rules as always-highest roll gives the dare, loser takes the challenge. If you chicken out, you drink." Vivienne hooked her arm through his and tilted her ---- head playfully. "Then I'm teaming up with you." Logan pinched her nose affectionately. "Alright, you're in charge of dares." Some people paired up, others played solo. Across the table, Brooklyn glanced up at Aaron and smiled, "Aaron, how about we team up? I'm not really good at these games." Aaron's brows lifted slightly when he heard her voice. That was when he finally noticed her sitting there.

His lips pressed together, and for a moment, the air went still. Everyone noticed. At gatherings like this, Aaron never sat next to a woman-much less teamed up with one for a game. But Brooklyn was famous. And they had worked together recently on a project. Maybe, just maybe, this was an exception.