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Ry wasn’t going to let him get away scot-free though. She waited until the kids turned away.
“Too bad I can’t lick off the chocolate,” she said softly.
His eyes blazed with heat, and he bit his lip. “I guess I deserve that.”
He shepherded the kids to the elevator. Ry watched until they went upstairs.
She turned to walk into the room with the other women, but a yell had her turning back.
“You should be ashamed of yourselves. I saw you not getting after your kids,” a woman yelled whileher boys, covered in chocolate, stood beside her. Several other chocolate-covered boys stood next to their upset mothers, but this woman seemed to be directing her anger toward Ry’s children.
“From what I heard, your children started it by bullying. Of course, we’re not going to get after our kids for standing up for their friends. Why don’t you go talk with your children and ask them why they thought they needed to start something instead of just enjoying an activity?” Ry said. She didn’t worry about anything happening because she could feel the wall of women behind her.
The woman glared daggers at Ry but stomped toward the elevator.
Ry turned to the grinning women behind her and dusted her hands together. “Trash taken out. Let’s relax with some snacks, and then it will be time for a wedding,” she said, following Vivi and Ellie to a table. Remi walked by and handed her Amelia.
“I thought you might like some baby snuggles to get your blood pressure down. Nice smackdown,though,” Remi said, grabbing a chair and sitting down.
Ry snuggled Amelia, looking at her sweet face and wondering what her and Crewe’s baby would look like.
“Oh, look at that face. Ry’s getting baby fever,” Ellie said.
Ry grinned at Amelia but didn’t comment.
“Well, you know that Peck, Burt, and Bill said he’d pay for my next vacation if we passed Amelia around to you three,” Remi said.
“He did?” Ry asked.
“Nah, but it’s a good idea, right?” Remi asked.
Ry chuckled because she didn’t need anything to get baby fever. She’d been thinking about Crewe and a baby that looked like him since he’d started taking a little piece of her heart every time he did something sweet. Always before, she’d tamped down those thoughts because he was just a friend. Now she could pull those thoughts out and consider them.
“I’m thinking this may need to be an annual trip,” Ellie said.
Remi smirked. “I’m pretty sure we’ll be opening some type of office here. It will be the perfect excuse for family vacations.”
“Well, if you come back, you need to schedule the manicure and massage. It was divine this morning,” Vivi said.
“Good to know,” Remi said, then smiled as her husband joined her. “I bet right about now you’re glad our daughter is too young to have been to chocolate making today.”
War shuddered. “Oh yeah, I was walking by when the guys were setting up for the kids. The hotel gave my mom a roll of plastic they use on the floor for weddings that want to drop petals. Mom had it on the floor from the time the kids left the elevator to the door of the room. Then in the room, she had stations set up for the kids. Yep, I am tremendously glad my girl still poops her pants. The chocolate had hardened as it cooled in Phoebe and Blake’s hair. Mom was saying she was hoping a hot shower would loosen it enough to wash out,” War said.
Before, Ry would have worried and run upstairs because she would have thought she had to do it all herself. Now she could snuggle Amelia, knowing Crewe and the family were taking care of Freya and Wyatt. She relaxed back against the chair, gazing at the sleeping baby.
Chapter Twenty-One
Ry was sitting in a chair, Crewe’s arm draped around her shoulders, and the kids were on the other side of Crewe. Phoebe and Blake were by them with Roam and Sprite on the other side. Ry didn’t know the last time she could just sit and enjoy a wedding.
Crewe’s fingers on her shoulder had slid under her hair and were drawing circles on her neck. She shivered. Crewe’s leg shifted to be against hers.The warmth and the distraction of his fingers on her neck had her fighting to focus on the wedding.
Adley was beautiful in an off-the-shoulder gown that was trimmed in white fur. It was tea length in the front and a little longer in back. Crewe whispered that both Justice’s and Adley’s moms were walking with Adley down the aisle.
His warm breath near her ear did not make concentration any easier. She grinned when Justice couldn’t even wait to kiss her. She had tears in her eyes seeing the babies in little tuxes and hearing Justice and Adley promise forever to each other.
As the couple left, they paused to greet people before heading to the reception site. She and Crewe were far enough down the row that they’d need to give their congratulations at the reception. The area started to empty, and Crewe led her out of their row.
“We’ll take the kids in our SUV—plenty of room, and they don’t want to be apart,” Roam called as he and Sprite herded their brood, plus Phoebe, Freya, and Wyatt, toward their vehicle.
