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“I can’t believe you’re getting married. I’d never do that shit even though she’s hot as hell.” He wags his brows and smirks.

“What the fuck did I say about staring at my fiancée?”

“Yeah so, I wasn’t staring, but I can’t ignore the obvious. You did good for yourself. So which guest bedroom because my ass needs a shower.”

I pinch my nose. “That you fucking do,” I tease.

“Fuck off.” He clasps my shoulder, giving it a squeeze. “Get a whiff,” he growls, stuffing my face in his armpit.

“Asshole,” I snarl, shoving him off as he laughs.

I show him to the bedroom and then go looking for my beautiful fiancée. I open the bedroom door, and she nearly jumps ten feet in the air.

“Oh my God you scared me.”

“You’re very jumpy today, baby.”

“Well, you brought someone home without saying anything in advance. I’m glad I wasn’t lounging away looking like a couch potato, and at least the house isn’t a mess.

“First of all, beautiful, calm down. Second, my brother surprised me out front.”

“He’s your brother?”

“Yep that’s the one, I thought you had a baby with,” I finish the rest under my breath.

“Wow he’s massive.” I glared at her trying not to be upset because I thought the same thing when I saw the asshole. My first thought is she’s going to want him over me.

“What’s with that look? I’m just saying he’s huge and looks like he doesn’t fit through the doorway. Are you jealous?”

I cup her ass and whisper in her ear as I pin her body flush to mine. “No baby. I’m territorial and you’re mine.”

“That I am handsome. So, stop acting like a crazy jealous guy and give me a kiss.” That’s something I can never deny her. From the first moment my lips touched hers, all I wanted to do is have them on mine. Our mouths crush together in a deep, soulful kiss. I pressed my tongue inside and a moan escaped her lips.

“Mine,” I uttered through our mouths.

Loud cries come through the bedroom door, ruining the moment. “Uh oh, mommy duty calls,” she sighs, pushing our bodies apart. I don’t want her to leave this bedroom, but I suppose we’re parents now.

“Let Daddy handle this one and then we’ll order dinner.”

“I’d like that.” I leave her to finish getting dressed while I check on my baby brother. He’s in his play yard, standing with his arms out. When I pick him up, I can smell why he’s crying.

“Little bro, you’re ripe. You almost smell as bad as your bigger brother.” I’m not very practiced with this next part, but I can’t let her handle all his care. So I put him on the changing table and got to work. After ruining two bottoms, I managed to get him clean.

“What’s going on?” Renee enters the room and covers her nose and mouth with her hand.

“Let’s just say, someone has been getting his food.” She comes into the room and cleans up the mess I made.

“I’m glad we’re ordering in because I’m not in the mood to cook right now,” she says with a short laugh.

“I’m with you. I’m going to wash up and then I’ll be back. Why don’t you decide what to order?”

“How about we leave that to your brother? I’m sure there’s something he might like to eat since he’s back in town.” I walked away and headed to our bathroom to get the funk off me. When I exit the bedroom, I see my brother standing too close to Renee as he plays with our brother.

“Getting cozy,” I snarl, staring at my brother.

“Liam,” Renee sighs, rolling her eyes. “Your brother wants pizza and to carry Max.”

She hands over the baby before shaking her head to the side. “I’ll order the food and you two can actually bond before you go all caveman on your brother.”

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