Page 202 of Waiting For A Girl Like You
“Simone?”
She snapped out of her thoughts to blink up at him. “Yes, Rowan?”
“You’re an amazing woman, and the best mother to these girls.”
Her fingers fluttered to her throat. “What’s gotten into you?”
“Nothing,” he said, giving her a wink as he continued down the stairs. “Just thought you should know.”
“Put on a shirt.” Samuel tossed a dark blue button-up at Liam. “You look like an idiot standing there in nothing but your jeans.”
Yet to stop smiling, Liam swiped the shirt over his head. “Are my abs too much for you this morning?”
“I have best man privileges.” Samuel glared at his friend, still pissy about being woken up in the middle of the night. “I’m allowed to punch you without repercussions.”
“I don’t think that’s how it works,” Holden drawled, snacking on an apple in the corner. “And let’s be honest. His abs are spectacular. I’d marry him.”
“Good to know I’ve got backup.” Liam searched for something on the floor near the back door. “I probably should put some shoes on.”
After setting everything up outside, Rowan returned to find the men gathered in the kitchen. Abe was flipping through his ceremony notes while the rest gave Liam a hard time over the impulsive decision. No one except Liam was in actual clothes. Everyone had on what would be considered their pajamas, the entire group running around in sweatpants and T-shirts.
Jamison was still upstairs, but if the plan was to hit sunrise, they needed to get moving.
“Okay, does everyone know what they’re supposed to do?” Will held up his hands to silence the room. “Abe and I will go out first.”
Abe glanced up, his leg bouncing nervously. “I’ll need help with my chair, Will. It gets stuck on this one section of exposed root.”
“I can handle it,” Will replied. “Xavier, you can come with us in case I need extra muscle.”
Still in his favorite Spider-Man pajamas, Xavier saluted him. “Yes, sir!”
“Liam, you’ll come too and bring your mom across the yard.” Will pointed at Samuel. “You’ll follow and stand next to Liam while we wait for the girls to come down.”
Samuel shook his head. “No. I need to wait for Evie and help her walk. There’s a chair for her, right? I don’t want her standing long.”
“I set up a few folding chairs,” Carter told them. “I’ve also directed the guards to spread out and stay at the front of the house to give a little privacy. I’ll hang back by the path next to the side porch to watch as you guys do your thing.”
“Thank you, Carter.” Ben didn’t look up, too busy working on the latch of a diamond tennis bracelet Jamison was to wear. “We appreciate the help and watchful eye.”
The tiny bundle sighed in his arms, and Rowan snuggled a sleeping Albie against his chest. After coming back inside, he’d been assigned baby duty and didn’t mind in the slightest. “Who’s taking pictures?” he asked.
Will glanced at Selah, but Samuel quickly spoke up. “Oh, no. Selah is in charge of the music. Abe, where’s that Bluetooth speaker you use when working in the front garden? The big circular one?”
“In the library.” Abe closed his notebook and secured it in his lap. “But it’s loud with lots of bass. We can use something smaller.”
Samuel and Selah fist bumped with twin smirks on their faces. “Perfect,” Samuel said. “We want it loud.”
“Do we even need music?” Liam asked, now slipping into someone else’s sneakers. “Jamison and I never really settled on a song.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Selah shared a grin with Samuel. “Sammy and I have got this.”
Ben stopped what he was doing to frown at them. “What does that mean?”
“Nothing,” the brothers said in unison.
Ben didn’t look convinced.
“Nothing she didn’t ask for,” Selah clarified.
