Page 117 of Until I Find You

Abigail waves at me from her spot. “Psst.”

I lift my eyes to her.

She tilts her head at the room.

I shake my head a little.

My sister huffs.

I’m not ready. I know I have to do it at some point, but I’m not ready. Give me ten more minutes. Maybe twenty. Notnow.

Abigail clears her throat.

Oh no.

“Jack brought champagne!” she cries out.

Dad raises an eyebrow. “I was wondering why there were all those bottles in the fridge.”

“Champagne?” Laney perks up. “What’s the occasion?”

“I…um…”

Camilla shifts next to me.

Bridget claps her hands. “They’re engaged, I knew it!”

Seth scoffs. “Since when did you know that?”

“I just knew. Sixth sense.”

I steal a glance at Camilla.

Fucking grow a pair, dude. If you can’t just tell your family you’re going to be a dad, how are you going to be a dad?

“Yeah, I have some news.”

“I’ll get the champagne! Laney, you get the glasses,” Abigail titters and shoves Liam into my lap. “Hold him!”

That absolute trickster. This is the first time I’ve held one of the twins and…it’s nice. Nicer than I thought it would be. Granted, he’s half-asleep and milk drunk, but it’s still nice.

“Heavier than I thought,” I say. And yet so small.

Sonia gasps in faux offense. “Hey, don’t talk about my baby like that.”

I tuck him on my shoulder. Okay, maybe I’ll be okay at this.

Camilla puts a hand against my stomach and leans in close to Liam. “So sleepy, aren’t you?”

Abigail and Laney return with the champagne and the glasses. Mason waggles his brows at me. “Careful, man. You’re going to start giving her ideas.”

Laney gives him a whap on the back of the head.

Camilla laughs, and I do too. Our eyes lock. If only they knew the truth of it.

Fuck it.

“Actually, I already have,” I say, not taking my eyes from hers.

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