Page 61 of Cass

I turn my body around so I can really look him in the eyes. “You have helped, Trevor. More than you could ever know.”

We stare at each other in silence for a few moments. I tilt my head. “You really want to be with me?”

“I can see your bare perfect ass right now, so that’s a yes from me.”

I push him playfully. “Seriously. I’m really what you want? It would be a lot easier for you to be with a younger woman with a lot less baggage and much younger ovaries.”

“They would bore me. I need a little spice in my life. I like your brand of spice, Sexy.”

“I like yours too.” I reach up and kiss him. “If we’re doing this, unfortunately we do need to have a conversation about children sooner rather than later.”

“I know we do. I’m in for whatever you want.”

“It’s not about what I want, it’s about what you need. I was prepared to not have my own children. I was content with Harley, Reagan, and Skylar being it for me. It took me a long time to get there, but about five years ago, I was finally resigned to never having my own. I honestly hadn’t thought about my frozen eggs in those five years until you brought it up. I just assumed it was over for me. Now it’s all I can think about. I thought that door was closed, and now, all of a sudden, it’s cracked open.”

He rolls me over so his naked body is on top of mine. He kisses me. “That’s because you want my baby. I know you do.”

I think he may be right. I think maybe I do want his baby.

CHAPTERFIFTEEN

CASSANDRA

We’re all on an airplane heading to Huntington Beach, California. There’s a fundraiser for the facility Brody founded to help victims of spinal cord injuries. The center has been named after his mother. I know he appreciates that everyone is making the trip out west to support him.

There are so many of us, Jackson decided to hire a private plane. It must be nice to have that kind of crazy money. It’s the Knights, Lawrences, Coopers, Jess, Skylar’s boyfriend, Jason, and me.

Everyone is chatting and playing games. Brody and Kylie are in the back bedroom putting the three kids down for their naps.

I sit down next to Harley. She and I have always been so close. Her life has been incredibly hectic for the past two years. I miss my special alone time with her.

She smiles at me. “Hey, Aunt Cass. How are you holding up?”

“I’m fine. I miss you. I feel like we never get our girl time anymore.”

She nods her head. “I know. Marriage, a career, and kids have a way of monopolizing all my time.”

I smile. “I lost your mother to that disease too.”

“You didn’t lose her. You gained all of us. Your family.”

She’s right. That’s exactly what happened.

I need to change topics before I start getting emotional. “You go back to work next week, right?”

“I do. I’m excited to get back, but I’ll miss the kids.”

“Your mother told me you hired a nanny?”

“We did, but she called me yesterday to say she just found out she’s pregnant, so she can’t take the job. We’ll have the kids at the hospital daycare until we can find someone else. Mom will cover a day or two each week as well, but I know it’s a lot now that there are two of them. I don’t want to ask too much of her.”

“Oh, please. She loves being with the kids.”

Just then, we see Darian and Jackson stumble out of the bathroom. Their hair is a mess, and her lipstick is smeared. We both turn to look, and then Harley looks back at me with a smirk and a roll of her eyes. “Maybe I should leave my kids in a brothel. There would be less sex going on there.”

I laugh.

Reagan sits down with us. “Did you just see Mom and Jackson’s walk of shame?” We both nod. “Harley, I hope you have half as much sex as they do.”

---