Page 71 of Stuck with my Mountain Daddies

This isn’t over.

But for now, I was in charge of the matchmaking hot chocolates. It wasn’t a place I ever thought I’d be.

I decided to make myself useful by trying to organize the slips by name… still not touchinganyof mine because what was I supposed to do, pick one like this was a warped Hallmark Bachelor?

But before Lucy and Sadie could return, a bark caught my attention.

My heart sank. I’d already been knocked off my feet once.

This time, though, Biscuit wasn’t coming for me. He let out a bark and launched himself onto the table.

“Biscuit!” I hissed, reaching to grab his collar, but it was too late.

His paws landed squarely on the tray of cups waiting to be delivered, sloshing cocoa everywhere. Marshmallows hit the velvet. A candy cane snapped in two and shot into the crowd.

“Biscuit, no! Off!” I tugged him down, mortified.

But then…

“Oh no,” Lucy groaned, half laughing as she and Sadie reappeared. “What do wedo?”

I followed Biscuit’s enthusiastic beeline across the snowy square just in time to see him leap into the arms of a woman in a dark plum coat and heeled boots, who caught him like he weighed nothing.

“Oh, wow,” I breathed, because the woman wasstunning.

Not only beautiful. Commanding. Someone who knew every eye was on her and didn’t care, because she already knew exactly who she was.

Hair piled into a loose updo that somehow looked both effortless and expensive. Perfectly winged eyeliner. A silk scarf that probably cost more than my rent.

And beside her? Not one, not two, butthreegorgeous men, all utterly focused on her.

One of them, the tall one with the sharp jaw and hand on a stroller, was already shaking his head fondly as Biscuit climbed into the woman’s arms.

“Biscuit,” the woman crooned. “What are youdoingto me?”

Lucy, returning to my side, nodded. “Oh, that’s Lila. The graphic designer, with the firemen.”

I blinked. “Firemen?”

“Yep, three incredibly hot, completely devoted partners and the most perfect baby in the entire town.”

Wow.

The Wolfe brothers had mentioned sharing before, but I didn’t know it was common.

“That’s Jaxon,” Lucy added, practically narrating like we were in a nature documentary. “The one holding Jace is Colt. And the tall one is Ryan.”

All three of them clearly doted on Lila as though she was a queen and they were the royal guard. She kissed Colt on the cheek and said something that made Jaxon laugh, while Ryan reached into her coat pocket and pulled out her gloves for her.

It should’ve been too much. Over the top. A fantasy.

But it wasn’t.

“They live in that big blue house on Pine,” Lucy said, watching my face. “You wouldn’t believe how happy they are. All of them. You know, it’s not weird.”

“I didn’t say it was,” I said too quickly.

She raised a brow. “But you’re thinking it.”

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