“I’m just glad this is getting dealt with now before your premiere in a couple months,” Ethan tells Lucy.
“I’m not worried about it, E. It was a shitty movie to make—not the movie, but my co-star. Fucking coke head Aidan,” Lucy mutters.
“He gonna be there?” I ask.
“Yep. He’s clean—apparently.”
“Hmm. For how long?” I mutter.
Lucy nods. “Exactly.”
“Do you miss it?” Linc asks.
“Acting?”
Linc nods.
Lucy shakes her head. “Not really. Sometimes it was nice to be able to pretend to be someone else, but I’m pretty happy with who I am now.”
“Good answer,” Meggie teases.
My wife. She’s pretty fucking great. I gotta admit, having four kids at once is hard as hell, but in a way I’m glad that’s all done and over with. No more kids. No more worrying about Lucy in delivery—in labor. She’s so damn tiny. I still don’t know how she managed to carry all those babies inside her, but she did.
“Oh, my husband’s giving me the look.” She fakes a yawn. “I’m bushed. Time for bed. Bye!” She grabs my hand and pulls me with her. I grin the entire way to the bedroom… and for at least an hour after that, too.
13
ETHAN
“Well, this is new,” I tell Linc then pass him my phone.
“What the fuck?” he growls.
“What’s going on?” Lucy asks from the other side of the breakfast table.
I look to Kadi. “Darling girl, you might want to leave the room. There’s going to be a lot of swearing and none of us will be paying this time.”
Her mouth forms an O. “Something bad happened.”
I nod. “It did, darlin’. I’d rather you didn’t hear any of this, so no listening at the door.”
She blushes. “I promise.”
I kiss her cheek. “You’re a good girl, Kadi.”
She leaves the room and everyone’s watching me.
“Well?” Xander prods.
“There’s a new Twitter hate campaign,” I announce.
“Oh shit,” Jesse mutters.
Linc hands me back my phone. “We’re trending.”
“No shit,” Lucy grumbles.
“What’s wrong with you?” Xander asks.
