“Give him to me.”
Kaden sits down on the bed and passes me the bundle. Our son’s face is red and wrinkled like an overripe tomato and his eyes are tiny slits.
He’s beautiful.
Matt and Octavia come in just then, all smiles. “We were told there’s a baby? We have a nephew?”
“Yes, and he’s hung,” Kaden says, grinning like a maniac.
Matt shakes his head. He nods at me. “My brother is in shock. It might wear off, eventually.”
I snicker.
“Let me see him,” Octavia pleads, coming around the bed. “Oh my God, he’s so tiny! And so adorable. Oooh.”
I let her hold him. The girl is a natural, supporting the tiny head gently, making sure the blanket doesn’t fall off.
“Congratulations, Hailey,” Matt says, giving us a bright smile. He claps his brother on the back. “Well done, Kade. On the baby, and Hailey. Glad you pulled your head out of your ass finally and realized what a gem you had there.”
Kaden only grins.
Yeah. Total shock.
“I think we’ll be next with the baby-making,” Matt mutters, glancing at Octavia who’s cooing at the baby, not paying any attention to us. And he sounds glad about it.
Kaden puts his arm around me, and I lean against him, grateful for him. For all the miracles life has thrown my way. “Good. Just wait until you’re out of this room before you start.”
I laugh.
“How do you put up with him?” Matt asks me.“He’s such an idiot sometimes.”
“He’s all I need,” I whisper. “All I’ll ever need. He’s my happy ever after.”
“Damn right,” Kaden whispers back, and squeezes me tightly to his side. “And you are mine.”
If you haven’t read Troublemaker, the prequel to Undone, for free on Bookfunnel, then here you go. I have included it here.
TROUBLEMAKER
(Prequel to UNDONE)
When Hailey moves to a new city, abandoning her past, she starts off her new life with a night out. What she wants is to have a good time and forget about her cheating ex. The last thing she expects is to fall for a local bad boy with an even worse reputation.
Chapter One
Hailey
“New in town?” the bartender asks, mixing my gin and tonic, his blue eyes bright in a web of wrinkles. He looks like a grizzly bear, a hulking bearded man that fills all the space behind the bar. I wonder how he manages to turn around and find the bottles.
“It shows, huh?” I accept my glass and sip at it.
“Nah, it’s just a good icebreaker.” He grins, and I huff a startled laugh. “What brings you here?”
“New job.” And a new start.
“And what do you do for a living, if you don’t mind my asking?”
“I’m a photographer.” My drink is good and I enjoy it. “Freelance.”