Page 85 of Shameless With Him

Dimitri winced. “Pretty much.”

“Oh, can I hold the baby?” Erin said, waddling over.

She was newly into her second trimester, but with twins, she had gotten bigger quicker than anyone expected.

But I would never actually tell her that.

“You can nuzzle him, but you know my brother will hurt me if I give you a sleeping baby while you’re not supposed to be holding anything.”

“I’m having twins, I’m fine,” she said, but she slid her fingers down Kane’s nose, grinning as the baby made cooing sounds in his sleep.

“Seriously, that’s got to be the cutest baby.”

“He really is,” Amelia said as she came up with Tucker. Her hand was on the small mound of her belly, and I just shook my head. Dimitri and Thea had the one baby, Erin and Devin were on their way to having two. But was that enough? No, baby Amelia Carr had to have three.

Yes, Amelia was pregnant with triplets. So, with their son Evan, who was on the dance floor with Thea, they would have a family of six, with room for Evan’s mom and dad whenever they stayed over.

We were all a huge group, a family tighter than we’d ever been before.

And we were doing fine.

I was on good meds, and I took care of myself better than I ever had. I loved my job, and I had my wife.

I didn’t need anything else, really.

Zoey looked over at me and winked, and I prowled over to her, not even noticing when I pushed a Montgomery out of the way so I could hold her in my arms.

“You know, you’re being a little grumbly.”

“I can’t help it. I just want to keep kissing you.”

“Mmm, you taste like yummy champagne, and I wish I could have more.”

“You will in eight months,” I said and winked.

Lacey and John had indeed asked her to be their surrogate, but they were using a donor egg, rather than Zoey’s for reasons of their own. The fact that Zoey had said yes, hadn’t surprised me. She would do anything for her sister, and hell, I would do anything for the couple, as well. In a way, they had brought us together.

“Eventually, though, it’d be nice to do this for ourselves,” Zoey said, winking.

“Yeah?”

“Sure, let’s do that. You and me. In a couple of years? Let’s see what beautiful babies we can make.”

I spun my wife out on the dance floor, looking over my shoulder at my family, who all hung around the children, knowing that there would be more babies to come. And soon.

I looked at the gorgeous woman in my arms. She was my Zoey-girl—my past, my present, and my future.

And I would likely kick myself to the end of my days for wasting so much time, spending so much of my life without her. But now she was mine, just like I was hers.

And I couldn’t wait to travel the world with her and have her be my girl from now until forever.

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