Page 11 of His Determined Bear

“Hey there, you three,” I smiled.

“Graham,” Kian grinned at me.

“Gray,” Rhys said, smiling and nodding in my direction while bouncing Izzy in his arms.

“Hey, Gray,” Nash nodded at me, a small smile on his face.

“How’s everyone doing?” I asked, motioning toward the strollers, “I hope my nephews and nieces are behaving.”

My niece took that as her cue to start wailing.

“I think Isabel just answered your question,” Nash said dryly. He moved over to take his crying daughter from her uncle. Rhys went back to the stroller.

“I really love the new stuff you did for the cafe, Ki,” I told my oldest brother Gabe’s mate. He was a graphic designer, and I’d asked him to refresh the Three Bears Logo and the overhead wall menu at the café.

“Thank you,” he smiled, “and if you have any notes about specific ideas or things you want to include, I can come over, or you can email me, and I’ll work on them, okay?”

I couldn’t think of anything right now, but I nodded, knowing Kian worried we gave him special treatment.

“The restaurant side of the brewery is on schedule,” Nash said while walking and bouncing.I wonder if maybe she was crying from all the bouncing. I knew nothing about babies.

I snorted, “You are the one in charge of that one, so of course, it’s on schedule.” And that wasn’t flattery. Nash was good at what he did.

“I have some updates for you,” his voice got higher as Izzy wails did, “but it’ll have to wait.”

He began walking away with her and ducked into the first house, which happened to be Gabe’s.

“I should let y’all go before we have some more crying on our hands,” I said. Fortunately for them, it looked like my nephews had slept through the ruckus.

“Come by for dinner soon. The kids love the little cupcakes you made, especially Rhett. He loves the sweet potato ones. I had to hide them. I can’t believe there’s no sugar in it,” Kian marveled.

I grinned because this…my family, feeding them, it made me happier than even owning my cafe. Baking for my family and my niece and nephews was the best feeling.

“I’ll come over, I promise. And I have some new stuff for the little ones,” I said.

“This is why you’re their favorite uncle. They know when you show up, treats come too,” Kian teased.

“Hey!” Rhys exclaimed. “I’m the best and their favorite uncle in the whole wide world.” He looked at me, eyes narrowed, “I’ll fight you for it.”

“Just say when,” I replied. “I’m ready to throw down any time, brother.”

He snorted and burst out laughing. “Fine, fine, it’s a tie. But I’m definitely their favorite before Hunter. He can be number two favorite.”

“The twins love all their uncles,” Kian added.

Rhys snorted, “The battle is on, and Christmas will be the ultimate uncle showdown.” With that, he nodded once and pushed the stroller leaving Kian and me behind.

We burst out laughing at my brother’s dramatics.

“My house is going to look like Santa threw up all over it, isn’t it?” Kian asked, then sighed. “I don’t think we’ve gotten through all the gifts from their first birthday last month.”

“Like you didn’t donate a lot of it to Omega House,” I said.

“Like you guys didn’t buy extra toys because you knew I would,” he retorted.

I shrugged, knowing Kian was right. Before I could answer him, baby Beau stirred in the stroller. I knew it was him because he was just a little bigger than his brother.

“I should go in before the natives get truly restless,” Kian said. I nodded and waved him off. And even though we were on our land, I waited till he’d gotten home and inside before driving off.

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