The kid has a Mensa-certified brain people only dream of, coupled with the maturity of a kindergartener. A headache, but my cute little headache.
“Gosh, Daddy. Get with the program.” She runs off before I can ask her any more questions.
I set my beer down, nod to the guys, and head into the kitchen, where I just saw Ren enter. At the entrance to the kitchen, I lean against the wall and watch her work. Her clothes have been getting tighter and tighter around areas I’d like to grab and bite down on.
“I know you’re watching me, Damian.” She still hasn’t turned to face me.
I don’t mind. My view’s unparalleled. I could watch Ren dance around the kitchen all day.
“You going to explain why we’re throwing this?”
“I can’t invite my friends over for a nice Saturday barbecue?”
It’s been known to happen, and it’s not like none of us have private jets we can hop onto at a moment’s notice. But Ren’s been avoiding alcohol, and lately, all it takes is a brush of my tongue against her nipple, and she’s coming harder than a hail storm.
My girl’s pregnant, and I know she wants our friends here when she spills. I reach into the fridge and pull out a giant catering to-go box. It has the logo from our local sports bar on it, so I know Ren hasn’t touched it. I hand it to her.
“What’s this?”
“Can you plate it, so I can bring it out to the guys?”
“Sure.” She lifts the lid and nearly drops it when she sees the cake inside. It’s in-your-face blue, and the lettering reads: IT’S A BOY! Ren looks up at me. “How did you know I’m pregnant?”
“Last night, you rubbed yourself on my leg in your sleep. I had to clean it off in the restroom after you came.” I laughed. “You didn’t even wake up. Other pregnant women are into fried pickles and Snickers, but not my wife. My wife likes to fuck.”
“Damian!” Her eyes dart around the kitchen, probably checking to make sure Sadie isn’t lurking around. “How do you even know it’s a boy? It’s too early to tell.”
“I just know.”
She arches a brow. “You just know?”
“Yup.”
And I do.
Just like I know I’m blessed.
Just like I know I’m in love.
Just like I know we’re forever.
Just like I know I’m her Day, and she’s my Knight.
Fin.
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Chloe, you beautiful, pure-hearted soul; you pretty girl, with the clear blue eyes and the goofy grin; you energetic fun-seeker; you love of my life, my biggest heartbreak and biggest smile; I love you. I loved you yesterday. I love you today. And I’ll love you tomorrow. I wish you were here.
Rose and Bauer—my two wonder pups! Thank you for distracting me as I write and keeping me company when the last thing I want to do is write. Thank you for making it take ten times longer than usual to publish a book. Thank you for making my life a million times better than it would be without you two in it.
L, thank you for being my partner in crime.
Ava, get better WiFi.
Oh, and thank you.
Juli, your teasers give me life. Thank you for loving the Five Syndicates as much as I do and for sharing that love with the world. <3 I love your IG page and Facebook posts, your sweet messages, and your passion for reading. I love your bubbly personally. And I am honored to have you as a reader—to have been your first read.