Page 97 of Dreamboat

She’s on her way here from the airport now with Victor. Unfortunately, Barry couldn’t make it because he injured his ankle on a hike, but he’ll visit soon. He promised Donovan as much during a phone call last night.

I suggested that Donovan go meet Victor and Marion’s flight, but he told me that his brother wanted more time alone with their mom.

This is the fourth time he’s seen her since they reconnected shortly after Donovan saw him at his office in Boston.

We’ve traveled there together once, and hosted Victor here in our penthouse twice before he purchased Donovan’s townhouse as a base for whenever he visits Manhattan, or their mom makes the trek from Montana to see us.

Mr. Winters laughed when he spotted the twins together in the lobby of our building. Victor recognized him immediately and they shared memories over the course of a few hours and a cup of coffee.

The following day, I let Victor have the honor of giving Mr. Winters a personalized copies of Nicholas Wolf’s entire collection because I knew it would hold even more meaning if Victor handed the books to him.

A knock at the door lures everyone’s gaze in that direction. Roman is closest so he sprints toward it.

“It’s not them,” he announces less than a minute later from the foyer. “It’s Matt and his beautiful fiancée.”

They enter the room together hand-in-hand.

Faith’s locks are back to a light shade of pink. The day she did that, Dora asked for pink hair, too. Bianca compromised by dying the ends pink with a temporary rinse that was gone the next time Dora took a shower.

It was exactly what my niece needed because now she swears she’ll stick with her brown hair forever.

“You thought we were the Hunts?” Matthew shakes his head. “I guess it’s safe to say Victor is the slow twin.”

Donovan laughs. “Is that a thing?”

“It’s a thing.” Georgie nods. “Dora is the slow twin.”

“Um, what?” Dora glances at her sister.

“Add Roman to that list,” Matt quips.

Nikita laughs. “Remind me not to fall in love with an identical twin.”

“You can’t control love like that.” Bianca winks. “I had no intention of falling for a twin, and I did.”

“Same,” Faith says with a light laugh.

“Add me to that list.” I glance at Donovan to find him smiling.

“No way.” Nikita taps her index finger on her palm. “I’m going to fall in love with a man without any siblings because between all of this and my three brothers, the women they love, and their kids, I have all of the family I’ll ever need.”

“You can never have enough family.” Roman moves to touch her shoulder. “Isn’t that right, Delia?”

I rub my growing belly. I’m wearing one of the maternity dresses that Bianca and Faith purchased for me as soon as I started to show. They invited me on a maternity clothes scavenger hunt at a consignment store that Bianca goes to all the time. I picked out a few outfits and when it came time to pay, they split the amount owing right down the middle.

Grace’s generosity has blessed me financially so it’s still hard to accept gifts, but I’m learning to see the value in being grateful for everything sent my way.

Another knock sounds through the room and this time it’s louder.

“It’s Uncle Donovan’s twin!” Dora jumps up and down. “I’ll get it.”

Before anyone can stop her, she disappears around a corner headed in the direction of the door.

“I’m Dora,” she practically yells mere seconds later. “I’m very pleased to meet you, sir and Ma’am.”

Georgie’s arms cross her chest. “She’s nothing but a big show-off.”

“Talk about a big show-off.” Matthew laughs, luring everyone’s gaze to where he’s still standing near the entrance to the living room. “How the hell are you even better looking than Donovan?”

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