Page 67 of Second Chances with my Billionaire Bosses

He was being silly. With their help and encouragement, I’d opened my dream bakery in town. With a new baby in the picture, though, I only opened the bakery three days a week. Eventually I’d do more but our son, Hank, demanded and deserved most of my attention. I still spent plenty of time at home on the ranch with my men but it was never enough for them. I knew if they had it their way, they’d keep me strapped to their chests, not unlike the way Arlo had Hank strapped to his chest right then.

We were having a small birthday party for Rhett at the bakery and all of our friends and family were in the tiny storefront on the other side of the wall from where I was standing in mykitchen with Shep and Arlo. I was trying to put the finishing touches on Rhett’s cake before he got there but Shep had insisted on distracting me.

I planted a kiss on Hank’s head after pulling away from Shep and gave his daddy a kiss on the mouth before going back to Rhett’s cake.

“Is he coming soon? Do you think he knows we were planning something for him?”

Arlo snorted.

“Yeah, baby, you’re not exactly the best at keeping secrets. You’ve been grinning and staring at him like a loon for days.”

“Did you tell him?!” I spun on Arlo with an icing bag in my hand. “If you told him, Arlo, I’m going to—”

“He didn’t tell me, sweetheart.” Rhett stepped into the small kitchen from the backdoor and came straight to me. He picked me up and spun me in a tight circle. “You did. You’ve been talking in your sleep about my party for days.”

I wrapped my arms and legs around him and scoffed.

“No way. I’m a vault. No secrets leak past these lips.”

“I beg to differ.” He kissed me deep and put me down on the counter next to his cake so he could deepen the kiss while running his hands under the dress I had on beneath myPinkie’sapron. When he didn’t find any panties in his way, he pulled back and growled. “Happy birthday to me?”

I shuddered and nodded.

“Happy birthday, Rhett. I love you.”

He’d just slipped his fingers through my wetness when Nellie popped her head in from the front. She didn’t see or didn’t care that we were being inappropriate.

“Hey! You’re supposed to come in through the front so we can all shout surprise at you, asshole.”

Rhett groaned.

“Come on, Nellie. I don’t want to be shouted at.”

I giggled at the way they acted like siblings. We’d all gotten closer in the last year and Nellie and my husbands really did feel like a pack of feral siblings some days.

“I’ll send him out the back and around, Nell.”

She grinned at me and then turned on Arlo.

“And you. Stop hogging my nephew.”

Arlo growled when she reached for Hank but Nellie didn’t back down. She scooped the chunky little boy out of his carrier and held him to her chest, letting his butt rest on her swollen belly.

“Heaven. I swear you gave birth to an angel, Max.” She turned and left the kitchen without another glance back at us. She’d gotten what she wanted, her nephew.

Arlo pouted.

“I’m starting to think we’re all too close to your family. Maybe we should move. To Australia or somewhere else where Nellie won’t find me and take Hank from me.”

I pushed Rhett away and burned with desire when I watched him suck his fingers clean. Whatever I was going to say to Arlo went up in smoke as I swayed into Rhett.

“So hot.”

He laughed and pinched my chin to lift my face to his.

“If I go out and come back in that front door, you owe me tonight.”

I nodded with a goofy smile on my face.

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