Page 581 of The Winslow Brothers

Maria giggles. I grin. But before either one of us can answer, the dining room doors are swinging open and my whole damn family is standing there, big-ass grins on every single one of theirfaces. Winnie’s even holding Izzy up in our direction to make it look like she’s looking on with the rest of them.

“Fucking finally!” Jude shouts at the top of his lungs, but this time, my mom doesn’t bitch at his language choice.

Instead, she chimes in with an emotional, “I couldn’t agree more!”

She heads straight for us then, wrapping both Maria and me up in a hug. “Finally.Finally, you two realize what I’ve known all these years. You belong together.”

“Oh, c’mon, Wendy!” Ty calls out. “You weren’t the only one who knew!”

“Yeah, Mom!” Jude agrees. “Pretty sure we were all aware. A fucking blind man could’ve seen it coming since the moment Remy turned into a sap over Maria in high school!”

I wish I could tell them they’re all full of crap, but I’d be a liar. Deep down, back then, I knew Maria and I belonged together. And even though it’s taken me far too long to get my shit together and realize it, I’m here now. With her.

Forever.

Saturday, November 16th

Remy

“Oh my God,” Maria comments on a laugh when she realizes where I’ve taken her. “You’re finally taking me to your apartment.”

Izzy coos from her carrier that’s currently secured on Maria’s chest, even kicking her short legs a little.

“You did say you’ve never been in my apartment, so…” I grin over at her, knowing full well she doesn’t know the half of why I brought her here.

Maria just smiles, and I wrap my arm around her shoulders as we step inside my building and head toward the elevator. I discreetly wink at Dan the Maintenance Guy as I pass him in the lobby.

“I can’t deny that I’m incredibly curious what the inside of your place looks like.”

“What do you think it’ll look like?” I ask and usher her and Izzy onto the elevator.

“Honestly? I’m not sure,” she answers with a grin just as the doors close. “I can imagine you have quite the office with lots of screens because you’re the king of investments, but the rest?” She taps her chin thoughtfully. “I can’t quite decide, but if I had to take a guess, I’d say you’re working with mostly neutral tones and a minimalist approach.”

“Minimalist approach?”

“Yeah.” She shrugs. “A less is more vibe. I know you don’t like clutter.”

She’s not wrong. I absolutely loathe clutter.

But now isn’t the time to talk about furniture and shit. Now is the time for something way more important.

Themostimportant.

Abruptly, the elevator comes to a halting stop between the fifth and sixth floors, and Maria furrows her brow. “What the hell?”

Me, on the other hand, I’m silently cheering Dan the Maintenance Guy and jack-of-all-trades for being on his A game today.

Maria steps forward to tap the button to my floor again, but when nothing happens, she turns to look at me. “Uh…Rem? Are we seriously stuck in an elevator again?”

“It looks that way, babe.”

She searches my eyes. “Why are you so calm about this?”

Izzy giggles for some strange reason, and it makes me smile.

“Izzy seems calm?” I offer, and Maria groans and starts pushing all the buttons like a maniac.

“Remy! We are stuck in the elevator with our baby! This is not good!”

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