Page 87 of An Unfinished Memory

Furrows formed along Cody’s brow. “How long has this been going on?”

I exchanged a look with Wilder. Where did we begin?

“Aw.” Tova pouted. “I thought little Charlie’s arrival sprinkled love dust in the air and helped you two cross a divide.”

Wilder smirked at his brother. “We crossed a divide in your laundry room, if that helps.”

Cody’s lips went flat, and Tova barked out a laugh.

“Yes,” she hissed, grinning.

Mortified, I lightly swatted Wilder’s hard stomach. “I asked you if it was wrong.”

“Gettin’ my brother back is never wrong,” Wilder replied.

Tova looked up at Cody, interest lighting her blue eyes. “I can’t wait to hear that story.”

“One”—Cody shoved a finger in Wilder’s direction—“shut up. And two, it was a kiss.”

“That’s not what she said,” Wilder countered.

Tova smirked. “More impressing girls?”

Fondness took over Cody’s expression. “I told you it was all practice so I could impress you.”

She visibly melted against him. “You always know the right thing to say.” They both turned their attention to us.

“How long?” Cody asked.

“Since the street dance,” I answered, wanting to be open and honest. I peeked out the window. The kids were sitting in the grass with Buster. “I’m so sorry I didn’t say anything. I was afraid you and Aggie would be upset with me.”

“And I didn’t want you in my business,” Wilder said simply.

Cody’s scowl returned. “I don’t get in your business.”

“You aren’t dying to list all the reasons why this isn’t practical?”

Tova snickered, then let out a tired sigh. Cody’s attention instantly shifted to his wife. “Let’s get the kids in to say hi and then you need to lie down.”

She shook her head, her hair bouncing. “There’s laundry and?—”

“Folded,” Wilder said.

“We cleaned—everything.” I ran my lower lip through my teeth. Oh, god, I was awful. “Sorry, the kids were asleep, but we shouldn’t have?—”

“Oh, no, you should’ve,” she argued. “The laundry room is a completely acceptable place to bang in someone else’s house.”

Cody’s expression said he wasn’t sure he agreed, but he would because she was okay with it.

A spark of envy ignited inside me. I’d never thought twice about him and Meg. They’d been…compatible. But he was a different man with Tova. He’d found the love of his life, and he’d do anything for her.

I hadn’t been lying to myself about not getting married again. But I would if I had a guy who’d do the same for me.

“We’re family,” Tova said simply. “I don’t have anysiblings, but sex pranks seem to be a thing between the Knight brothers.” She adopted a fatigued grin. “You can ask Austen what Cody and I were able to do when we went stargazing.”

“No, don’t ask Austen,” Cody said. “God help me if he finds out we actually used the condoms.”

“All of them,” Tova whispered conspiratorially.

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