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I’m pretty sure, at this point, I’ve just got to let her live her own life.

My hands fidget by my sides, but I nod. “I’ll let Ranger know.”

Karma is in a full-on crazy puppy mood when we get back home after collecting her from Vale’s house. She’s got the puppy zoomies as she slides across the wooden floor, body checking the wall and taking off after her ball.

Locke grins, stopping it with his foot and kicking it back so she can attack it.

“It’s good to be home.” Ranger slides up behind me, wrapping his arms around my middle. His palm teases over my stomach. “Life will certainly be interesting with a puppy and a baby.”

“That, it will.” I laugh, tilting my head until he bends to kiss me. It’s a quick meeting of our mouths, and then he pulls back.

“I’m afraid I need to check on my last guest.” He pecks a final kiss on the edge of my mouth as I try not to laugh.

I honestly never saw my life veering in this direction, but I have zero fear when it comes to any of my guys.

Ranger steps away, heading for the hallway that leads to the basement. I aim for the couch because I’m beat. The yellow ball flies past my feet, and Karma lunges after it.

Locke tosses himself down next to me on the couch as I get situated.

My forehead wrinkles as I remember something I’ve been meaning to ask him. “What happened with Kennedy?”

Locke chuckles. “Apparently, Will wasn’t the only individual she was seeing. They broke up that day after her doctor’s appointment, when it came to light she was considerably further along in her pregnancy than either could have guessed.”

“So, if she is pregnant, the baby isn’t Will’s?”

“Correct,” Locke agrees. “How are you feeling about Lyra?”

A grunt escapes as I shrug, scooting closer until Locke tosses an arm around my shoulders. I’m disappointed that she went back to Vegas. And a lot bothered that I didn’t feel like we were in a good enough place to even tell her I’m pregnant.

I know she has her own trauma and baggage. I’m just not sure how to get through to her, but I did give her my new number and have her promise to call once she gets settled in.

No one tells you how hard it is to enforce healthy boundaries when you love someone.

“Fair enough. New subject,” Locke says, running his fingers down my hip. “Are you excited to settle in and hunt for baby stuff?”

Tanner comes over, scooping up Karma and dropping her in my lap.

“I know I am.” He chuckles, taking a seat on my other side. “Can you imagine if it’s a girl? Wait about fifteen years, and Charlottesville will have a rash of male teenagers disappear.”

Locke snorts. “That’s the perfect reason to hope for a boy. At least, at first. That way, he can handle any little fuckers who come nosing around.”

I laugh as Karma climbs my chest and licks my chin. “I missed you too.”

“Well, tomorrow will be dedicated to basement cleanup.” Ranger comes back into the room. “Today, I say we lounge around and do nothing.” He takes a seat in his club chair and smiles.

“That sounds heavenly to me,” I say, grinning back.

Epilogue

Locke

Laken, Seven Months Pregnant

“Goddamn,” I groan as my wife flicks her naughty tongue over the dripping slit on the tip of my cock. She smiles around my shaft as her tits bounce against my thighs. Her eyes sparkle in the low light as Tanner fucks into her from behind.

My head falls back as I tug on her hair at the base of her skull. “Careful, kitten. I’m close.”

She doubles down, hollowing her cheeks until I growl. Her fist wraps around my knot as I take over, shoving her deeper. She perfectly tongues my piercings as my cock thickens.

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