Jennifer shook her head, but she was smiling again. “Noah said he and his brothers are planning an intervention with their father. Apparently it was Brady’s idea.”
“Christmas is looking more interesting all the time.” Trick nodded toward the kitchen staff Declan had hired for the evening. “I think dinner is ready. Are we?”
Declan smiled at the two people who held his heart and let the conversation and laughter all around him seep in to his soul. He hadn’t known how alone he’d been. How much he’d been missing.
This was what loving Trick and Jennifer had given him. Complication, noise, mess, laughter and sex and—as his wise future father-in-law Shawn Finn once told him—love. And love was never a mistake.
“We’re ready.”