“Got twenty on him being married six months from now. You?”
It wouldn’t be fair for me to join knowing Gabe’s plans. But that didn’t stop me from putting down a twenty. “Eight months. I might have asked Nonna if they had someone in mind yet.”
“That’s cheating.”
I shrug.
“And?”
“They don’t have anyone for him. I probably should have said a year.”
“How is that possible?”
I shrug again as we walk past an open playroom filled with toys from the last three generations. “How have you avoided it?”
“I told Emilia that I wasn’t interested in getting married.”
What? “And that worked?” It never works.
“My ring isn’t on any woman’s finger. Why the shock? Neither is yours.”
Because I was oblivious to all of this for so long. “That might change.”
Taylor stops. “Really?”
“It’s too soon to tell for sure.”
“I thought your dad and grandpa knew right away.”
They did. Love at first sight runs in the family. “It’s complicated.”
“Well then, I'd better start a new family pool.”
Then the buzzards will never give me a moment to breathe, let alone figure out if what I’m feeling is real or returned. “Don’t.”
Taylor laughs. “Kent’s in there.”
“You aren’t going to come in and listen?”
“And miss out on the surprise at the family meeting?” Taylor walks away with a smile and a nod.
I step into Kent's office.
“That’s not acceptable. I want him in Wildflower Meadows this week until the birth.” Kent says into the phone, holding a finger up to me. “Tell him I’ll pay triple what he makes in a year. I don’t care, just get him there…I know she’s only four weeks pregnant. Get him there anyway. Whatever it takes.” Kent slams the phone down.
“Congratulations.”
“Thanks.” Kent beams with pride. “We just found out.” He sinks down into a chair. “I’m going to be a father again. Two under two. Depending on whether the baby comes early, we could have two under one.”
That would be the best kind of nightmare. Kent is going to lose his mind. “Where are your two lovely ladies now?”
“At home with my mom and dad. This was only supposed to take a few hours. So whatever it is that you need, it better be fast.”
If Everett wasn’t so sure, I wouldn’t be asking Kent for this favor. “I need a DNA test done.”
Kent’s eyes widen slightly.
“Quietly.”
