“Sorry, couldn’t find wrapping paper.”

I smile at him lovingly, shaking my head as I unwrap a new why-choose romance I’d gazed at a little too long at Target the other day.

“Lake!”

“I know, but I figured if there’s four of them, you’d have a harder time picking a favorite to crush on.”

Oh, little do you know, sir.

I laugh, then drop the book on the table, throwing my arms around his neck.

“You’re my favorite,” I whisper against his lips.

“Yeah, yeah…I’ll tell the Brothers on Bearback.”

He smiles, then kisses me softly before bending down to kiss my belly.

“Love you, Brook,” he whispers against my skin. “Daddy can’t wait to meet you.”

My heart flutters in my chest every time he does it. He rises again, kissing me gently as his hands cup my jaw. He gazes at me lovingly in the way that still makes my stomach churn.

“You’ve given me my reason, Dylan. This family.” He swallows, finding my eyes as he brushes my hair off my temple, tucking it behind my ear. “I’m forever grateful for you.”

“I love what we’ve built.” Kissing him back, I feel the love pouring over us again, drowning us in the happiness we’ve always deserved. “I’m thankful for this every day, Lake.”

He runs his thumbs along my cheeks, pulling back to smile sweetly as he does, before giving me a final kiss.

“I’ll add it to the bookshelf,” he says, grabbing the book from the table and rolling his eyes before his smile stretches across his face again.

I chuckle, then bite my bottom lip, watching his hot ass walk down the hall in his gray sweats. I sigh like a schoolgirl, gazing off at him, when I hear a knock at the door behind me.

I straighten, gripping the wooden chair in front of me.Strange.

Walking to the door, I fix my shirt over my belly before cracking it open. My eyes widen at a sight I was not expecting to see. There on the porch is a man with hair brighter than the sun itself, tattoos lining every visible part of his body. He’s wearing ripped black jeans with holes in the knees, showcasing even more tattoos. His eyes are crystal blue, a shade lighter than Lake’s, but somehow entirely too similar in their shape. Piercings litter his face. The face that holds a huge toothy smile.

Why is he smiling?

“Waddup girl!” he says with way too much energy for me to handle.

I’m sure he’s lost. He must be lost.

Stunned by this peculiar visit, my mouth hangs open. Before I can even respond, he says something I never expected to hear in this lifetime.

“I’m here to meet my brother!”

THE END

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