“We’re having a baby. I’m not sure what more you want to know.”
“How do you intend on taking care of her?” Doug asked.
That made me laugh. “First, no one takes care of your sister. Second, I’m now working at the sheriff’s office. We both have plenty of money, so that’s not an issue.”
Adam stepped forward, his gaze menacing as he ground his teeth. “See, the thing is, this all happened pretty damn fast. After you nearly got her killed with that virus, we thought things might fizzle out. But then you got her knocked up, and we’re left wondering if this is all for real.”
This was odd. “Isn’t that something you should have asked before we got married?”
They all looked at each other, slowly relenting that they had waited too long.
“Look, guys. I’m not gonna hurt your sister. I love her more than anything in the world. She means everything to me, and now we’re gonna have a baby. I mean, I’m gonna be a dad!” I laughed. “A year ago, I never thought anything like this would ever happen to me, so you can be damn sure that I will not do anything to screw it up.”
“I really hope you mean that, man. Because we’re not really the ones you have to worry about. Sam should be coming soon. And trust me when I tell you that he’s the worst of all of us.”
Yeah, I had heard about Sam. Professional boxer with a nasty temper. But he was a good guy, from what Blake said.
“Well, I’ll keep that in mind. And thanks.”
“For what?”
“Threatening me,” I grinned. “It was cute.”
“Cute?” Todd snarled as I walked away.
I glanced over my shoulder, shaking my head. “If you really knew what you were up against, you never would have approached me.”
It took another hour to reach Blake, and another two hours to extract ourselves from the guests who just wouldn’t leave us alone. By the time the festivities were over, I was fucking exhausted.
Blake leaned heavily on me as we made our way up the steps of the porch. The daunting idea of carrying her across the threshold nearly had me choking, but I wasn’t about to wimp out now.
Swinging her up into my arms, she didn’t giggle like a new bride. She groaned in agony.
“My feet are killing me. Remind me to never wear heels again.”
“Noted. I’ll give you a massage.”
Fumbling with the door, I yanked my hand back with a yelp as I was shocked.
“What the hell was that?”
“Knight,” Blake groaned.
“Fucking perfect,” I grumbled. “Who knew getting into your house on your wedding night would be so fucking difficult?”
I flipped the case open on the doorframe and pressed my hand to the screen. After getting the green light, I hoped that would be the end of it, but then a retinal scanner popped out, further complicating the issue.
“I’m gonna have to set you down.”
“Fine,” she muttered.
“We’re almost in,” I promised. Pressing my chin into the little rest, I waited for the scanner to complete. “Done!” I grinned.
“Wait, wait,” Blake laughed ironically. “There’s more.”
“What—”
Another screen appeared, this one waiting for a code. “Seriously? How the hell am I supposed to know the code when nobody told me?”
