Safe with Me (With Me in Seattle, #5)(77)

“Yes!” Leo pumps his fist and high fives Sam. “That’s our other favorite.”

“You guys are a hot mess,” Jules shakes her head at them and then seems to reconsider. “Wait. There’s chocolate? You can’t hide chocolate from the pregnant chicks!”

“It’s over there,” I point to the table under the patio where our beautiful two-tiered cake is set up and the baker, Nicole Dolan, is fussing over it. “Have you guys met Nic?”

“No, get her genius self over here,” Sam responds.

I wave to Nic and she grins and joins us in the grass. She’s a petite brunette with her hair in a short asymmetrical bob. Her eyes are bright green.

“Congratulations, friend!” She raises on her tip-toes and wraps her arms around me to hug me tight. “Where is your man?”

“Right here,” Caleb murmurs and grins at us as we pull apart. “The cake is beautiful, thank you.”

“My pleasure,” Nic beams.

“You make the best cake in the whole world,” Sam gushes, but Nic’s gaze is stuck on Matt. She’s gone pale and takes a step back.

“Holy shit,” she whispers.

“Do you know each other?” Caleb asks.

Nic recovers with a shake of the head and forces a fake smile. “I’m so happy that you like the cake. It’s ready to go for you. Congratulations again.” She turns to go but Matt interrupts her.

“Stop,” Matt commands, his voice deceptively soft. Everyone watches in awe as Nic immediately stops talking and folds her hands in front of her, watching Matt warily.

I glance at the men and all of their eyebrows are high on their foreheads as they watch the exchange.

Matt walks forward and gently takes Nic by the elbow and leads her a few feet away where he leans in and whispers something in her ear. She blushes furiously, but her eyes flash in anger as she pulls her arm out of his grasp. She says nothing as she turns her back on him and stomps away.

“Spank her ass,” he whispers angrily and marches after her.

“I guess they know each other,” Will observes while stuffing a dinner roll in his mouth.

“Do you know anything about this?” Isaac asks Caleb, who shakes his head in bewilderment.

“Not a clue.”

“You know, I know it’s hard for you all to believe this, but you don’t know everything there is to know about each other,” Meg reminds them with a smug grin.

The brothers frown at Meg as Nate smirks.

“Don’t know why you’re smirking,” Will elbows Nate. “We know you have your cock…”

“Daddy dance with us again!” Josie interrupts as she skips up to Caleb.

“I will in a little while, sugar.” Caleb smiles at her as she skips away and then scowls at Will. “Dude, watch your language.”

“It’s true,” Will shrugs.

Dom scowls at all of us. “What am I missing?”

“Nothing,” Nate hurries to assure him and glares at Jules. “You’re getting a spanking of your own later.”

“Don’t tease me now, ace,” Jules purrs.

I laugh as I lean my head on Caleb’s arm and gaze lovingly at the people surrounding me.

“I love this family,” I chuckle.

“I love you,” Caleb whispers in my ear and kisses my temple. “Mrs. Montgomery.”





Epilogue


Caleb



I pour some cream in Bryn’s coffee and carry it out onto the patio. She’s lounging in one of the many plush lounge chairs that sit on the massive space just outside my brother, Dominic’s home in Tuscany.

This is the last day of our honeymoon, and I’m determined that she relaxes and I make love to her at least a hundred times today before we head back to real life tomorrow.

Although, I admit, I’m excited to see our girls. Two weeks away from them has been too much.

“Thank you, babe,” she mutters and sips her coffee as I sit in the chair beside her. It’s very early morning. There are rows and rows of grape vines, for as far as the eye can see, covering green and brown hills that are just waking up under the soft light of the morning sun.

“It’s beautiful here,” I murmur.

“Mmm,” she agrees and concentrates on her phone.

“It was nice of the family to pitch in and charter the plane for us to come here. I had no idea when Dom said he has a house in Italy that it’s this huge mansion with a few thousand acres of vines.”

“Mmm,” she agrees again, not looking up from her phone.

“What are you doing?” I ask with a laugh.

She lowers her phone to her lap, tucks her hair behind her ear and takes a sip of coffee, then looks over at me. “I’m late.”

“We’re on vacation, Legs. We’re not late for anything.”

“No,” she shakes her head and giggles and then gives me a pointed look with those big brown eyes. “I’m late.”

I stare at her for a long moment and then it hits me.

She’s late!

“You mean…?”

“I think so,” she smirks and nods. “I went off the pill a month ago, and here we are.” She shakes her head and shrugs. “Crazy.”