“What?” I gape at him.
Duke waves a hand in the air. “It’s not a big deal. He called me the other day and told me he married her to help her out. She was pregnant and needed health insurance to afford to have the baby.”
“Not a big deal?” I shriek.
“Is she living with him?” Monroe asks.
“How did they meet?” Rosie presses, leaning forward.
Duke looks around at us like he wishes he hadn’t said anything. “I don’t know any more details. He said they got married at the courthouse on his lunch break.”
“Men,” I mutter, shaking my head. “How old is she? How far along is the pregnancy?”
Duke shrugs, throwing his hands up.
Rosie gives me alook.Of course, in typical male fashion, Duke heard the craziest newseverfrom our brother and didn’t ask a single follow-up question.
“What’s her name?” I ask with a sigh, thinking,surely, he got that.
He frowns, like he finally realizes he should’ve at least asked for that bit of information.
“Ugh! You’ve got to be kidding me!” I feel the urge to throw a dinner roll at his head.
Sam chuckles, tugging me closer to him and pressing a kiss to my temple. “You should just give him a call tomorrow.”
I sigh, nodding. “Okay, well, in other much less exciting news, we’re going on a trip next week.”
“Where to?” Rosie asks.
“To Forks, Washington.”
She smiles, shaking her head. Rosie and I always used to talk about getting to see Forks one day, the cityTwilightis based in.
“Well, that will be romantic,” she says, wiping Bonnie’s mouth to clean the barbecue sauce on the corner of her lips.
Sam stretches his arm around my shoulders. “She deserves it. I can’t wait to see where Edward and Bella met.”
Duke chuckles, shaking his head. “Whipped. You’re all whipped. I’m the only one left who’s a free man.”
“Your day will come, little brother. Just you wait.” Cash tugs on Monroe’s hand, pulling her up. “Come on. Let’s dance.”
He leads her over to a grassy area, where the built-in speakers are playing country music. It’s a slow, sensual song by Riley Green. Sam stands and grabs my hand, directing me over to the same shadowy area. He wraps my hands around his neck, pulling me so close that our bodies are flush. I sigh into him, letting him lead me through the slow dance. Pretty soon, Holden and Rosie join us while Pops and Duke feed the girls banana pudding.
Sam leans down to whisper in my ear, “I just need you to know that I’m so thankful you didn’t give up on me when I couldn’t get my head out of my ass.”
His warm breath coats my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
“I knew you’d eventually get with the program, Sam Seymour.”
“I want to put a baby in you.”
I jerk back, eyes wide.
He chuckles, tucking me back into his shoulder. “I know. I know you’re not ready. I’m just saying, when you’re there, I’ve been there, baby.”
Holy shit.
SAM
