Then we head to the bakery, where I pick up some desserts. When we walk into the house, Everleigh’s loud ass is the first thing I hear.
“Hey, baby daddy,” she muses when I set the bags on the counter.
“Ha! You wish. Notyourbaby daddy,” I taunt with a wink.
“Oh please. You’re too wholesome.”
“Everleigh prefers the rugged, damaged, and toxic type.” Katie saunters toward me, and I immediately pull her in for a kiss. I can’t wait to tell her about my conversation with Owen, minus the proposal and ring parts.
“Even better when they use all their anger issues in bed.” Everleigh waggles her brows, then realizes Owen is next to her. “Pretend you didn’t hear that.”
“He’s heard you run your mouth all his life.” Katie scoffs as Owen walks away, unamused. “I expect you to be the one who gives him the birds and the bees talk,” Katie directs to Everleigh.
“Just tell me when…he’ll know everything by the end of the convo.” She smirks.
“That’s what I’m afraid of…”
“Alright, lovebirds. I’m out. Got me a hot date tonight.” Everleigh hugs Katie before rubbing her belly. “Be good for Mama, boys.”
“Bye,” I say as she steals one of the sandwiches.
“Thank God you’re home. I’ve missed you.” She leans up and captures my mouth again. “How’d today go?”
I can’t contain my smile. “Really well. Can’t wait to tell you about it later.”
“Awesome. I’m about to stuff my face, then take a bubble bath.”
“Go ahead, sweetheart. I’ll get Owen to bed.”
It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her what he said, but I’d rather wait until later when Owen can’t overhear.
“You’re too good to me.” She sticks out her lower lip, which always melts my heart.
“Just wait till I can bereallygood to you later,” I whisper in her ear.
She giggles, and I playfully smack her ass before she grabs her food and takes it to the living room. Though I keep saying it, I can’t believe how far we’ve come. I’ve finally got my girl, and I never imagined we could be this happy and content together.
Loving and being loved by her is the best feeling in the world.
CHAPTERFORTY
KATIE
I wakeup with a smile on my face because I’ve been waiting for this day for months. The house I’ve put my blood, sweat, and tears into is finally going to be our permanent home. It really feels like Noah and I have invested so much of ourselves into this, which makes it even better. I’m proud of what it’s become and can already envision raising our little boys under that roof and making plenty of memories.
The past seven months with Noah have been a dream come true. Our journey back to each other started so rocky, and now we’re six months pregnant with twin boys. Noah shared with me some of the conversation he had with Owen last weekend. Though I was nervous to learn Owen brought up Gabe, I was also relieved by his reaction. It warms my heart even more to hear Owen call Noah dad. He beams every time, and I adore how close they’ve become.
“Mm...I love it when you hold me like this.” I snuggle deeper into his arms as we lie in bed.
“I’ll hold you close forever, baby.”
“It’s moving day!” Owen knocks obnoxiously on the door. “I repeat…” he shouts louder. “MOVING DAY!”
I groan. “Thank God his new room will be upstairs.”
He chuckles, bringing his hand to my stomach. “It won’t matter because soon there’ll be three boys, and we’ll be outnumbered.”
“Fuck.” I snort, admiring how sexy he is first thing in the morning.