That had changed within a couple of days. Griffin wanted to be part of every aspect of his sister's life.
“Something is truly wrong,” Huntley announced. “Bre suffers through these changes, and Lennon wants nothing to do with it.” He pointed at Griffin in wonder. “But your kid actually sounds excited about it.”
Bodie chuckled. “I’m right there with you, buddy. The girls won’t come near their brothers if they have pooped.”
“I guess I won the lottery with this one,” Jett said, looking down at Griffin.
It was way too early for my ovaries to be bursting, but I swear that was what had just happened. Jett looked up at me with a knowing look, flashed me those dimples, and winked. The next few weeks of waiting to have my husband again were going to be torture.
“Ready, dad?” Griffin called out, grabbing Jett’s attention.
Jett looked down at Griffin. “Yeah, Champ, let’s do this.”
Moving closer, my husband bent down and kissed me softly on the lips. “Be right back, Roo.”
I might have been sitting, but I was sure my body swayed. He was so sweet, and I loved when he called me that.
“Love you.”
And he never went anywhere without telling me how much he loved me either.
“Love you too,” I told him.
“Geez, man, get out of here,” Kace told Jett. “You’re making us all look bad.”
Gyth clapped Kace on the shoulder and opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Jett beat him to it.
“Naw, you do that all by yourself.”
Gyth roared like a bear. “He totally got you there.”
Before the two could really get going, Jurnee asked an out-of-the-blue question, giving him pause as he listened.
“What are we going to do now that we are all so dang happy and matched up with no lives to meddle in?”
I hummed, thinking. “I guess we make trips to Teardrop Falls.”
The ladies murmured their agreement, but then Alley said, “There’s always the kids one day, and there is a mass of them too.”
Usually the quiet one, but not this time, Landon looked at his wife and said, “Bite your tongue, woman.”
“Amen to that,” Paxton added, pointing at Landon.
Bronson jumped in. “I second that Amen.”
Once again, with her bionic ears, Embry called out from the middle of the room, “I’m going to marry?—”
Braxton pointed at her. “Not until you’re forty. Now go play.”
She listened, but not without an exaggerated eye roll.
“My son doesn’t stand a chance with that one,” Gyth muttered.
Embry had been telling the story of her and Dexter’s union that would come when they were older since the day she met him. A smile warmed me. I guess I could relate to the girl since I felt the same way the second I’d met Jett.
When you know, you know. She just wasn’t a chicken when it came to letting the little guy know. Alley was right though; there were a lot of kids, and it would be fun to seethem all grow up. I hoped they all stayed as close as the adults had, as close as they were now.
While everyone had a good laugh—including my husband—at the banter, I watched my husband begin moving again, Amelia cradled in one arm and his other hand holding Griffin’s.
