“Well, that settles it,” Reese said. “Mati’s having the children, you’ll take care of them, and I’m eating the bonbons.”
Mati’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t think that’s how it’s going to work…”
“I’ll take care of all of you,” David vowed. “Not just the children.”
The children.David could hardly believe the words had come out of his mouth.
Reese and Mati smiled.
“Of course you will,” Mati agreed, resting her hand over his heart.
Reese kissed his cheek. “And we’ll take care of you.”
Epilogue
“Is your boyfriend ever going to give me my baby back?”
Reese grinned. “Fiancé.”
Callum rolled his eyes so hard it had to hurt, pausing only long enough to cheer when Alexei practically stood on his head to stop the puck.
Reese was normally more attentive when he made it to Moncton to see an Ice Cats game in person, but he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes off David, who sat a few seats down the row in the cozy management suite, chatting with Rupert and holding Eleanor.
She looked tiny against his chest, sleeping contentedly.
Having spent more than one night snoozing while draped across David, Reese knew how comfortable that could be. He didn’t blame his brilliant little niece at all.
David threaded one finger through a golden curl and pulled the silk straight until it bounced back against her head.
Reese’s heart clutched in his chest.
“Jesus Christ, if it were possible for you to ovulate, that’s exactly what you’d be doing,” Callum muttered.
Mati burst into laughter.
Reese couldn’t even deny it, though he huffed sulkily. “Like either of you are any better.” He smirked at Callum. “Rupert tells me you almost walked into traffic when a pre-school class trooped by the other day.”
Rather than answer to that, Callum leaned forward and shouted, “Come on, guys! Move your legs!”
“And you,” Reese added, tapping Mati on the nose. “You were the one that told Mike and Alexei to add at least two more bedrooms to our apartment. I assume that’s not because you’re planning to invite your brothers to stay.”
Mati made a face. “God, no. I see enough of them already.” She scanned the crowd below.
Reese followed her gaze and found the Viveiros brothers in their seats, cheering and clapping. “At least they’re having a good time?”
“Thank you again for giving them the tickets. It’s better than they deserve,” Mati muttered.
Reese shrugged. “We’ll find a location for the new Viveiros Produce facility soon, I’m sure. I didn’t completely disagree with their objections to the two properties we looked at today.”
“Me either. What I object to is Stephen speaking to David as if he’s suffered a significant brain injury, and not making eye contact with you at all.”
Reese slipped his fingers over hers on her leg. “But Mike was fine all day. And your mom sent cinnamon rolls.”
All good signs of the progress they’d made over the past two months.
“In any case,” Reese continued, “we’ll find a location and have Chaz come handle the details.”
Rupert turned at the mention of their attorney. “I cannot believe you’re still employing that jerk after everything that happened.”
