Page 280 of Her Daddies' Everything

Yep.

The hits felt like they kept coming. But she could deal as long as she had her two men with her. They both stepped up beside her as she stood in the living room and looked out at the pool.

Where Maeve nearly died.

Then there was the smaller office where Abe had been knocked unconscious.

Jenner wrapped his hand around hers on one side. Tobias took the other side.

“You should go lie down,” she told Tobias, tugging at his hand.

“I’m fine, sweetness. But you look like someone hit your puppy.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“It’s time to leave this place,” Jenner said suddenly.

“What?” She turned to him.

“It’s not us. It was never us. It’s a flashy home with no soul. We need somewhere more like the cabin.”

“What?” she asked.

“Not the actual cabin. Figure we should sell that. But somewhere out of town. Maybe more like a compound. A lot of land. A few houses. Some privacy for all of us. Somewhere Maeve and Cat can come stay if they want to. But not this place, not anymore.”

“Are you sure?” she whispered.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” Jenner used his free hand to brush her hair off her face. She hadn’t managed to tame it in the last few days. “This place isn’t home.”

“Home is where you guys are, though.”

“Yeah,” he agreed. “But this place never made you happy and it didn’t make me happy. It’s time to move on. Somewhere private. Somewhere that feels like us. We’ll find that place. And then we’ll make it our home. The three of us. Together.”

Yeah. They’d make it their home.

All of them.

Together forever.

EPILOGUE

“Immy!” Tobias yelled.

Uh-oh.

Immy was in trouble.

“Hide me, stuffies!” she cried as she dove into the pile of stuffies in the corner of her massive playroom.

Miss Pippa Porker gave her a chiding look. That pig was so judgy. But she better not give Immy away or she was gonna be a nice pork chop dinner.

Immy lied.

She’d never eat Miss Pippa Porker. But she might find a spell to give her warts or something.

“Immy,” Tobias said, walking into the playroom.

This playroom was the bomb. It was huge. And she’d been allowed to decorate it however she liked. The wallpaper was pink and white with owls on it. The furniture had all come from the cabin because she’d liked that. As well as all the toys. More toys and areas had been added to the room, including a desk for crafts and sometimes writing lines. Which was not nice. And a small stage area for her magic tricks. There was also a big dress-up box that she also liked a lot.

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