Page 59 of Always My Comfort

“You’re annoyingly on time,” I grunted at Archer, who chuckled.

“You still comin’ down this weekend to show her the house?” he asked, mentioning the house I’d bought for me and Logan a month ago after Archer sent me pictures. It filled every goddamn requirement we had.

After this season, I would be retiring and moving back to Honey Magnolia, where Archer had already arranged for me to become the coach of the high school baseball team. I was also planning on starting a little league for Kane so he could one day join if he loved the sport.

“Yeah. What kind of shape is the place in? Do I need to bring tools?” The listing’s pictures were beautiful, but I hadn’t seen the house in person and didn’t want to be blindsided.

“Looks better than the pictures, man. Kenna wants to host dinner on Saturday night after you show her the place, and Mom already got the cabin ready for you all.”

Wiping a hand down my face, I hadn’t thought about where Kane was going to sleep in the one-bedroom cabin.

“She also offered to take Kane for the night. So did Carter, Brooklyn, and Kenna.” Archer chuckled.

“Seems like he’s goin’ to be a ladies’ man this weekend,” I joked, thinking back to everyone’s reactions when they came to visit us in the hospital just six months ago, and then again how everyone fussed over him at Thanksgiving and Christmas.

“The women in this family loves babies—almost like we don’t give them enough.” He snorted, speaking of his pregnant wife.

“I thought I didn’t want kids,” I told him, shifting the truck into gear so I could get home to my family.

“And then, you met her, and now, you want a whole herd of Jaxons and Logans, right? Welcome to the damn club.” Archer hit the nail right on the head.

“Somethin’ like that,” I agreed, thinking about all the children I wanted to have with Logan. At least two more—though I was hoping I could get her to agree to three. I grew up with three brothers, and it was the perfect number, but seeing as Logan was an only child, I wasn’t sure if she would be easily convinced.

“You think she’s gonna like the house?” he asked. I thought back to her three requirements on that list I was determined to check off.

“She wanted enough land for a dog to run free, a water view, and a place to raise a family. If it has those things, then she’ll love it.”

“When you gettin’ the dog?” He snorted again.

“After we move in. Don’t have room for one now.” I thought about the already crowded penthouse. Most days, I came home to Scarlett lounging in front of my TV, eating my food while holding my son.

That woman needed to have her own kid and eat her own damn food.

“Alright. See you Saturday. I’ll try to keep the hounds at bay on Friday, but no promises. Mom is so excited to have all of us back in the same town again. It’s good to see her so happy.”

Logan barely spoke about her mom, other than how hard her absence was from her life and these milestone moments, so it made me want to be closer to mine before it was too late. Logan often urged me to spend more time with my family.

“See you Saturday, Archie. Say hi to Kenna for me.” He mumbled his agreement and ended the call. A few minutes later, I was pulling into the parking garage below my building.

Now, I just had to convince Logan to go to Honey Magnolia for the weekend.

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Logan

Kane loved sleeping in his car seat. Every time we put him in it, he went straight to sleep without any fuss. Jax had been oddly silent on the ride over to Honey Magnolia, his fingers drumming against the leather steering wheel. He softly hummed the tune to the old country song under his breath, careful not to wake Kane.

“Why the sudden trip?” I asked for the tenth time since he asked if we could go visit his family earlier this week.

“Look, they call me every day, and I just couldn’t say no anymore.” I caught the slightest grin tugging at his lips.

“Calling about Kane?” I asked, knowing Kane’s grandma sure did love him a lot more than I ever expected.

“And us, of course, but yeah, mostly him. Oh, and Kenna’s pregnant, so they wanted to have an announcement dinner Saturday night.”

“Aw! I’m so happy for them! Were you supposed to tell me if there’s going to be a dinner?” I asked, but he just shrugged.

“They know better than to ask me to keep secrets.”

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