It was decided that he would be with her whenever she did any of her work for her mother or any of her omega philanthropy work she wanted to start once all of the wedding craziness was out of the way.
He’d even bought a house husband sweatshirt that he’d taken to wearing every chance he got.
“It’s still in the early planning stages and Livvy is handling most of the early wedding things. Lennon won’t need to do much until it’s time to shop for a wedding dress and she can fly into D.C. to do that. If your biggest worry is that Carter won’t have someone to lean on at first, we can be those people.”
A wash of appreciation from Lennon rippled down the bond and I saw her reach over Zeke’s lap to put her hand over Maverick’s.
The grumpy alpha had come a long way.
Athena looked at Carter again. “And you’ll be careful?”
Carter nodded. “I’ll go to class and home, that’s it.”
“And you won’t let the princes drag you all around London where there are bound to be bad influences?”
There was a pause before he nodded again. “I promise.”
“I will fly over there and knock you into the ocean if I see you in one tabloid, Carter,” Athena threatened.
“Mom, I’m almost thirty years old.”
“I don’t care how old you are, you’re always going to be my baby who I worry about constantly when I should be worrying about the state of the country,” Athena said before she looked back down at her plate again and changed the subject. “Speaking of worrying, Lennon, how is getting your license coming along?”
I grimaced, shooting a glance at Lennon who was frowning now.
“Fine,” she mumbled, not looking up from her lemonade.
“Fine as in you passed the test on the third try?”
“Fine, as in I still can’t parallel park.”
Farrow, who had remained silent for most of the conversation so far just scoffed. “Bah! Who needs to parallel park these days anyways? Cars will do it for you at this point!”
“She hit someone’s garden gnome and broke it in half,” Zeke chimed in unhelpfully.
Lennon shot him an irritated glance. “I asked you if it was clear and you said it was!”
“You asked me if it was clear of people,” Zeke argued back. “You didn’t qualify if ceramic gnomes counted as people.”
“Why does she even need a driver’s license when she has the four of you to drive her around?” Carter asked.
“Because she’s an independent omega who can do things for herself?” Lennon’s grandmother said, smacking her grandson over the back of the head.
“Here! Here!” Lennon crowed, holding her lemonade up high.
“All I asked was how the test went,” Athena said, trying to regain control over the table.
I leaned back in my seat, watching the utter chaos of a family that, on TV, looked poised and polished at all times.
“This is kind of nice, isn’t it?” Brooks whispered, giving my shoulder a nudge.
I just grinned. “It’s a little crazy.”
“You love it,” Brooks teased. “But seriously, no regrets, right?”
I shook my head as Lennon stuck her tongue out at her brother before turning to shoot a blinding smile in my direction. “None whatsoever.”
Epilogue
