Page 111 of Worth the Chase

Our family broke out into cheers from behind us.

The photographer moved in closer and asked the two of us to pose for a few pictures before she asked for a few group ones as well.

“I can’t believe you planned all this.” Bells sounded so shocked.

“I’m very romantic.” I grinned before taking her mouth with mine. I almost forgot that other people were in the room.

But when they all started cheering, I remembered and broke the kiss.

“Brother”—Leo walked up to me with the biggest smile—“congratulations. But I’m not so sure about saying I’m not your best friend.”

“She’s taken the spot, man. You know how it goes,” I said, like I had any idea how any of this went. I only knew how I felt about Bells and had nothing else to compare it to.

“I’ll allow it.” He clapped a hand on my shoulder and squeezed.

“Uncle Matthew,” Clara yelled, and I reached down to pick her up.

“Yes, sweet girl?”

“Beer isn’t your best friend anymore!” She giggled.

“Nope. Bells is,” I said.

Clara kept laughing. “Bells the Shells is way better than beer,” she said in a songlike melody.

“Couldn’t agree more,” I said.

I put her back on the ground, and Jasper ran up to her. If Clara was around, Jasper was never far behind.

“Congratulations,” Thomas and Patrick both said, and they each shook my hand.

“Didn’t even need our help at the jewelry store,” Thomas added, and I let out a gruff laugh.

“Looks like he bought the biggest diamond in the place.” Patrick shook his head.

“There was bigger, but she’s so little,” I explained because there had been even bigger diamonds that I had to be talked out of buying.

Marcel, the owner of Mountain Jewels, reminded me that Bells had tiny little fingers and how anything bigger was going to look ridiculous on her. Not to mention the fact that she’d probably knock it on things because it would be in the way. I hated that I agreed with him.

When I looked for Bells, I saw her showing off her ring to both Brooklyn and Addison, who looked at it with wide eyes. Brooklyn’s stomach had definitely grown. She was getting bigger every day. Not that I’d tell her that.

“I see the baby is growing,” I said to Thomas, and the smile that took over his face was indescribable.

“No more goo. Baby is now the size of a mango,” Thomas informed.

“Good to know,” I said.

“What about you?” I asked Patrick.

“I’m ready whenever Addi is.” He grinned too.

Man, we O’Grady men were nothing if not head over heels in love.

“I knew she called the shots,” I teased.

Patrick only shrugged. He didn’t even care. He was so happy to have her back in his life.

“Sons.” Our dad walked up to our little group. “You boys waste no time going after what you want.”

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