Page 82 of Sold to the Single Daddies

Three Months Later

I stared down at the two pink lines and let out a happy laugh. I was pregnant. Of course, I was pregnant. The guys and I had sex like it was a sport and we were going for the gold, and we never used protection. It wasn’t something we’d explicitly talked about, though, having another kid. We’d been too busy getting used to our little family to talk about adding to it.

Lucky was squealing downstairs with his dads, the four of them playing with the stray puppy which had just shown up earlier that week. A new puppy and a new baby. What a week. I smiled at my reflection and turned to the side to mold my shirt to my belly. I couldn’t wait to go to Bianca to find out how far along I was. I hadn’t had my period in months but it was pretty irregular after giving birth so I hadn’t suspected anything. I could kind of see a baby bump, though. Or maybe it was a cupcake bump from visiting Maxie at the bakery.

“Mama! Mama!”

My heart still thumped harder at hearing Lucky’s first word over and over again. I shoved the test into my pocket and hurried back downstairs to be with my family. All five of the males in my life-of course the puppy was a boy, too-were on the living room floor, staring up at me as I came closer.

“Where’d you go?” West wrapped his arms around me as soon as I was close enough and pulled me down into his lap.

I buried my face in his neck and inhaled his familiar scent.

“Bathroom.”

Devil, the name the guys had voted on for the puppy, climbed into my lap and licked my face. I groaned at his decidedly un-puppy-like breath while West laughed and held me captive.

“Get her, Devil. Give her all those stinky kisses so you’ve got none left for the rest of us.” Encouraging the puppy, Westsuddenly groaned when I turned the tables on him and wiped my wet cheek against his. “Oh, gross.”

I crawled away from him while I could and settled into Tate’s lap. He held me tight and nuzzled my neck until I shivered. Then I noticed something shiny tied to the end of Lucky’s pacifier clip. Afraid of what he might’ve gotten into, I rushed forward to grab it, just to find myself holding a ring. A diamond ring.

I stared down at it, completely dumbfounded. How the hell had he gotten a ring stuck to his—I screamed when I realized what was happening. Lucky glared at me and I had to apologize to him before turning to face my guys.

“Is this—?”

Mills smiled back at me with his heart in his eyes. The cold man who scowled nonstop was still there but when he was with his family, he came alive. Emotion shined in his eyes as he held out his hand to pull me into his lap.

“I never expected you, angel. You came out of nowhere and you knocked me on my ass. The way I feel for you…it’s big. It’s scary how much I love you some days, Reagan, because you mean everything to me and you’re just walking around in the world, so soft and vulnerable. But I’m not too scared to go after what I want anymore. I want you as my wife. Marry me, angel.”

Tate moved closer and gripped my thigh.

“You are the reason I wake up every day, kitten. You make me laugh like no one else and you make me crazy like no one else. I want to spend the rest of my life falling asleep with your taste on my lips. I don’t want another day to go by with you not tied down to us. I don’t want to risk losing you again. Marry me and make it harder to ever leave us, Rea. I love you.”

West put Devil aside and brushed the hair out of my face.

“I love you so fucking much, Reagan. I would give up everything for one more day with you if I had to. You make life worth living. You gave us Lucky when we didn’t deserve eitherof you and I want to spend my life giving you everything, the same as you did for us. Marry me. Marry me and make me the happiest fucking man in the world.”

Lucky watched us curiously and clapped his chubby little hands.

“Mama! Mama!”

Tears were flowing freely as I pulled out the pregnancy test and showed them with a laugh.

“Shotgun wedding?”

West jumped to his feet and pulled me up. He picked me up and spun me around while he laughed and shed his own tears.

“You’re having our baby!”

“Yes! Yes, I’m having your baby and yes, I’ll marry you!” I went from him to Tate, and then to Mills, crying and holding them as it sank in for all of us that our family was growing. One of them slipped the ring on my finger at some point and I stopped to stare at it while Mills held me tight. “Is this real?”

He kissed the side of my head.

“It’s real, angel.”

I had a family. A big family and it was steadily growing bigger. Everything I’d ever wanted had come true in bigger ways than I ever dared to imagine. The zombie butterflies in my stomach that had come back to life were thriving.

Epilogue Two

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