Page 89 of Their Perfect Daddy

“Not the siblings. It’s the parentals.”

Her words have me freezing right as I’m about to pour detergent into the washing machine. I can’t imagine what in the world I’ve done to get their attention at the moment. If anything, they should be checking on Poppy. She’s the one who just made them grandparents.

Martha and Tyreek Stanton will spoil the baby rotten. We all know it. Which is why I’m so fucking confused as to why my sister is calling to say there’s a problem.

“You need to spell it out for me. I’m clueless,” I admit after a prolonged silence.

It’s her turn to let out a sound of frustration. “Nothing to be confused about. Rayne let it slip you’ve got yourself a boyfriend. Mom immediately set about planning their return to Bellport. They’ve cut their trip short.”

“Should have already done so if you ask me.”

Why they weren’t already on a plane the minute we heard about Poppy is beyond me. I get they wanted this time away for a bit; however, it’s a huge moment. Missing out on the pregnancy and delivery is enough of a frustration. I can’t fathom delaying meeting Juni or seeing how good Poppy is at being a mom.

She did learn from the best after all.

“You know how Poppy is. She told them both to finish their trip every time they called. Even threatened to not answer the door if they showed up before their original return date.”

“Well, wouldn’t this mean they still don’t get to see the baby anyway? Why come back?”

Daisy huffs, telling me, “You really can’t be obtuse about this. She gets to use the excuse of checking on you to come back early. It’s a loophole in the rules Poppy set.”

The truth of her words settles me. I finish loading the laundry, then lean against the machine as it begins to run. While I can definitely see how my mother found this to be a way to get what she wants twice over, I’m still perplexed as to why she cares so much.

When I voice this to my sister, she basically calls me an idiot.

“You are not the type to do the commitment thing. And you’re definitely not one to share who the person is. Mom knows this. She’s banking on this person being your forever.”

I smile at the notion. My boys are forever to me. It’s all happening quicker than I thought it would, of course. But then again, relationships never really go to plan. I can see the irony in how mine has progressed.

“Maybe you have a point,” I concede.

Daisy snorts. “Of course I do. And I’m also the best sister ever by warning you in advance. You can expect them to pop up any day now.”

“I’ll let the inflated ego of yours slide for now, little sis. You’re acting more like Gale than ever. Speaking of which, how is it Rayne let it slip and not Gale? Seems odd.”

“It is; however, Gale and Rayne had gone out for drinks the night before. I suspect being hungover and spending so many hours around our dear brother led to Rayne’s loose lips.”

Humming, I let her know I agree with the statement. It makes perfect sense this would be what prompted him to hand out such information. Rayne’s usually all about sibling confidentiality.

“Are you mad at him?” she asks carefully when I don’t say anything else.

“No, I’m not mad. Curious to see how they’ll react when they see us all, yes.”

“They’re going to be so happy to see you happy. When we met them, it was obvious to see the trust and affection there,” she gushes. “Though maybe don’t mention the Daddy thing with them. They're cool with a lot of stuff, but I’m not sure if the conversation is one you want to have.”

I hold back from telling her I know neither of them would mind. Being the oldest in the bunch, I picked up on more than the others. Our mother is more than familiar with the kink lifestyle. I try not to think too much about the box I found in her closet when I was searching for my birth certificate years ago.

“Thanks for the tip. Anything else I should know?”

“Not to my knowledge. I’m only aware of the one thing. Do you think Tyreek will flip out about you having two partners? I know Mom loves us no matter what, but Tyreek is different.”

I shake my head despite the fact she can’t see me. “Ty gets a lot of crap when he’s really just a quiet dude. His heart is with Mom. He’ll support her with whatever she chooses. Besides, I’m pretty sure he’s bi.”

“Oh, shoot. You’re right.” She hums. “Then again, not every person who is queer is understanding. I know plenty of people who don’t support poly lifestyles no matter their sexuality.”

“True. But I think we’re safe here. Let me go warn my boys about the change. It’s best we’re all prepared for the storm that is Mom.”

“You’re lucky none of the others heard you. They’d make a joke about our sibling for sure.”

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