“Already done,” Aiden says, entering the kitchen.

“What do you mean?”

Aiden stops next to me, grips my chin gently and raises my face so that I’m looking up at him. My heart flutters as he bends down and kisses me sweetly. “Morning, Little One,” he murmurs.

“Morning,” I sigh happily, swooning over my Alpha. He chuckles, pressing another kiss to my lips and one to my forehead before heading over to Nolan. He grins and gives him a quick kiss before looking over at me as he heads towards the fridge.

“Nolan went back last night while you were napping.”

My eyes dart toward Nolan, lips parting. “You did?”

“I did.” He smiles, nodding before going over to the corner and grabbing a few bags, placing them on the table.

“Nolan,” I breathe out, tears stinging my eyes as I look through the bags. Everything’s there. I look up at him, lower lip quivering. I love this man so damn much. “Thank you,” my voice cracks.

“Hey, don’t cry,” he chuckles as he rushes over to me, kneeling down next to me. “It really wasn’t a big deal.”

“I’m sorry.” I wipe at my eyes. “Damn hormones.” Nolan pulls me to my feet and straight into his arms.

“Never be sorry.”

“Where’s Thomas?” I ask, noticing that Aiden seems to be fully dressed.When did he even wake up?

Just as I ask the question, the door opens, and in walks my sinfully sexy Alpha. Biting my bottom lip, my eyes sweep over him, taking a moment to admire him. His red locks are wind-blown, and his freckles pop against his pink cheeks, probably from the crisp morning air. Even if it’s spring, spring in the mountains is still a little chilly in the morning.

He’s dressed in a red and black plaid jacket, jeans, and hiking boots. Nothing new, yet he’s as handsome as ever.

“Hey, baby girl.” He grins, catching me eyeing him up.

“Hey,” I breathe, making my way over to him. He hugs me before gripping my chin like Aiden did and pressing a kiss to my lips. “Where have you been?”

His eyes move over to the guys and frowns.

“What?” I ask, looking between the three of them.

“I was at the courthouse,” he sighs. “Getting this.” He hands me some papers. “It’s the form for a restraining order.”

“Oh,” I whisper, looking at the papers.

“I hate that we have to do this,” Aiden growls. “It shouldn't have gotten this far.”

“It’s okay.” I take the papers and place them on the counter next to the house phone. “I’ll fill this out over the weekend, and we can bring them back on Monday. Now, no more talk of her. This is a happy, fun weekend. Nothing is going to get in the way of our happy moment,” I say, determined to make it true.

“You're right,” Aiden agrees. “This weekend will be fun.”

Smiling wide, I nod. “Now, I’m going to shower.”

When I get out of the shower and I’m dressed, I head into the main part of the house and gasp. “Oh my god!” I squeal. “This looks amazing.”

How long was I in the shower for?Because by the looks of it, they put up all the decorations while I was in there.

“You like?” Nolan asks.

“I love it.” I am astonished as I look around, taking in everything. It looks amazing. And the baby seems to agree because they chose this moment to start kicking up a storm.

“Oh my god! Quick. Get over here.”

“Why? What’s wrong?” Thomas asks as all three of them scramble to get over to me.