Maybe Matt's Miracle(63)

“And she’s okay with going to your ex’s wedding?”

“Closure,” I say. I put my wallet in the inner pocket of my suit coat.

“Closure,” she repeats. “You ready to go?” she asks. She looks me up and down. “You’re almost as handsome as Logan, you know?” She grins at me, and I put my arm around her and walk out of the bedroom.

“Get your hands off my baby mama,” Logan says.

I laugh because it’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard come out of his mouth. “Make me,” I taunt.

He laughs, and we walk out the door together. They’re hand in hand, and I follow. We look ridiculous all dressed up in the neighborhood we’re from, and I’m afraid we’ll get mugged if we linger too long. But Emily’s father let us borrow his driver tonight—and his limo. It was pretty nice of him, and I get to spoil Sky a little.

We pull up to her apartment. She told me to text her when we were close, so she can meet us at the street, but I don’t. I go up to her apartment and knock. Seth opens the door. “Damn, dude,” he says. “You’re all dressed up.” He smiles. “I’m glad because so is she.”

He steps back, and it’s like he’s opening a curtain on Let’s Make a Deal. Sky steps out of her room and walks toward me. She’s in heels that look even higher than Emily’s, and she’s not a mom right now. She’s a classy lawyer who comes from money, and I could never, ever hope to live up to her.

She whistles at me. “You look handsome,” she says. She walks toward me with a necklace draped over her fingers. She presses it into my hands and turns her back to me. “Will you put that on me?” she asks. She lifts her hair, which is out of the ponytail I’ve gotten used to, and it hangs in artful waves down her back. She’s wearing a dress that clings to her figure. I know I’ve already seen everything that’s under that dress, but damn if my dick doesn’t get happy when she turns her back to me.

I clip her necklace around her neck and bend to kiss the soft skin. She purrs and turns toward me. “Thanks.”

“I am so glad you’re here,” Seth says. “I had to look at 452 dresses. And once she picked a dress, she had to do the shoe dance.”

I quirk my brow at him. “The shoe dance?”

He puts one foot on the floor and stands like a flamingo. He mimics a girl’s voice. “This shoe or this shoe?” he asks, as he switches from foot to foot.

Sky laughs and shoves his shoulder. “I wasn’t that bad.”

Seth rolls his eyes and goes to flop onto the couch. Mellie and Joey are in the floor playing with Barbies.

“You sure you’ll be okay, Seth?” she asks, but he’s grinning and typing into his phone. “Seth!” she calls loudly.

He looks up. “What?”

She rolls her eyes. “Are you sure you’ll be all right?”

He hangs one arm over the back of the couch. The boy is all skinny arms and legs. “We’ll be fine,” he says. He goes back to his phone.

“Call if you need anything, okay? Anything at all.”

“Okay,” he says absently. Something is up, but I don’t know what.

“Are you having anybody over, Seth?” I ask.

He looks up, his face flushing. “No, she can’t come tonight.” He doesn’t realize his mistake for a second. Then he rushes on to say, “I mean he. Not she.”

Now I get it. He wanted to have a girl over.

“No girls,” Sky says. “I’m not ready to be a grandma yet.”

Seth doesn’t look up from his phone.

“Seth!” Sky cries.

He jerks his head up. “What?”

“No girls in the house unless they’re your sisters. Do you hear me?”

He salutes her. “I hear you.”

She goes and kisses Joey and Mellie on their heads, and I walk over to Seth. “You heard what she said, right?” I ask.

He looks a little contrite. “Yes.”

“Good.” I point my finger at him. “Behave yourself.”

“You, too,” he says with a grin. “What time will you be home?”

Sky opens her mouth, but I cut her off. “In a couple of hours.”

“That’s all?” Sky asks.

I nod. But that’s not all. I put my hand at her lower back and lead her out of the room after she kisses Seth on the forehead. He scrunches up his face and then goes back to his phone.

“Really, just a couple of hours?” she asks as the door closes.

“No,” I say. “I just said that so he’ll have no idea when we’ll be home. He’ll be less likely to have that girl over that way.”

She smiles. “Oh, very good idea.”

“Three younger brothers,” I remind her. I look her up and down. “You are so beautiful,” I tell her.

Her cheeks get all rosy. “Thank you,” she says. She dips her head. “You could have just texted me when you got here. I’d have met you downstairs.”

“My mother would roll over in her grave if I didn’t pick you up at your door.” It’s the truth. She would hate it. I adjust my suit coat. “She raised five gentlemen.” I lift my nose in the air, being silly.