Page 81 of Last Minute Fiancé

Now I was a father, in love with a woman I never thought I would have, and damn happy about it.

Yes, I was still working far too many hours, but we knew that would happen as we added more people to the company. It helped that we had a support system here with our family, hence why we had moved here to begin with.

August had started over as well with his career, but running from his problems didn’t seem to be working out the way he wanted.

Especially since Paisley was now part of our daily lives.

Considering that both Addison and Devney worked with Paisley, and their partnership was only growing leaps and bounds as time went on, we knew that she would be part of our lives for a long damn time. And somehow August was going to have to deal with it.

I sipped my beer as I looked over at our other brother and shook my head.

“Still okay?” Heath asked. “I mean, I know that this isn’t what we expected, but I love what we’re doing out here. I love my family. I love my wife, I’m just happy. And yes, that includes eating cold fried chicken.”

“You’re right, cold fried chicken is good. Especially with this beer. And with sleeping babies between us.” I froze and looked down at said sleeping babies, and then over at Heath who scowled at me.

We knew the unwritten rule was that we never woke a sleeping baby, or mentioned a sleeping baby, or they would wake and there’d be screaming and whatever else, like diapers. So many diapers. I didn’t realize babies could have so many diapers, but this whole father thing was a learning curve, and I was figuring it out.

“Who did August bring this time? Jessica? Francesca? Frankie?” Heath scowled and I rolled my eyes.

“This one is Rebecca.”

“Just another of the endless line of women that August seems to be bringing around the family. That seems smart. Really healthy.”

I shook my head. “I don’t know how he does it. But then again, Addison’s only my second girlfriend. I’m really not good at the whole sowing your oats thing he seems to be doing.”

“I did enough of that in Portland, and maybe when I first moved here, but then I met Devney and there was no turning back.”

“Even for the year you didn’t even know you were together,” I teased. My brother flipped me off and I laughed.

“You think this one will stick?” I asked, knowing the answer.

“Considering that he’s glaring at Paisley and Jacob right now? Probably not.”

“You think Jacob’s going to stick with Paisley?” I asked. Then I paused. “Why am I asking these things? Since when am I into relationship gossip?”

“Since you became a happy father and happy boyfriend. And to answer your question, I don’t know but the two of them seem nice together. I don’t know if Jacob fits in with us, though. He’s a little too political. You know, that old money type.”

I nodded. “He doesn’t seem to have a problem with Greer’s two husbands.”

“Good, because if he did we’d have to beat his ass and I’m not in the mood to go to jail.”

“Exactly. Though I’m pretty sure Noah and Ford could kick his ass for us.”

“Either way, Paisley looks happy, August looks annoyed, when he is not hiding his emotions, but our girls out there? They look like they’re having a fucking great time.”

I grinned and followed Heath’s gaze to where both Devney and Addison were running barefoot across the soccer field, playing with the middle schoolers.

“I hadn’t realized how hot playing soccer in a sundress could be,” I said under my breath, and Heath laughed.

“Don’t even get me started,” he mumbled.

When Devney passed the ball over to Addison, and Addison kicked a perfect goal right past the twelve-year-old goalkeeper, I threw up my fist and shouted, waking both babies. Of course, Heath had too, so it wasn’t completely my fault.

Both women heard their babies’ cries, and we waved them off before I picked up Keeley, and Heath picked up Hayleigh.

“You’re okay, you’re okay. Mommy is just kicking ass and I am a jerk for being loud.”

“Stop cursing,” Heath grumbled as he rocked Hayleigh back and forth.

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