“Damaged, mommy issues, tragic past…sign me up.” She waggles her brows, and I burst out laughing.
 
 “I think you have your own issues, girl. I should be warninghiminstead,” I tease.
 
 “Probably should.” She winks. “But anywho, let’s plan this baby shower.”
 
 Everleigh looks over my notes. “Cupcakes, streamers, and a male stripper.”
 
 I snort. “That’s not what it says. Nice try, though.”
 
 “No, but it should,” she grumbles.
 
 After we chat for a couple of hours and plan everything from the food to the games and guest list, I head home. I’m exhausted but excited to see my boys.
 
 “Hey,” I greet Noah as soon as I find him in the kitchen alone, loading plates into the dishwasher. “Well, if that isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
 
 “There’s my beautiful baby mama.”
 
 I arch a brow. “Excuse me?”
 
 He smirks, pulling me against his chest. “Wanted to hear what it sounded like. Sixteen-year-old me is still shocked you’re having my babies.”
 
 Wrapping my arms around his waist, I smirk. “Me too, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
 
 Noah tilts my chin up and presses his lips to mine.
 
 “Owen crashed already. So I guess that gives us some alone time…”
 
 I giggle. “You must’ve kept him busy today.”
 
 “We worked hard. I think he had fun, though.”
 
 “Good, I’m glad to hear that after how moody he’s been lately.”
 
 “We chatted a little, and I mainly just listened,” he explains.
 
 “You’re amazing, you know that?” I pull him down for another kiss. “Wanna come to bed with your baby mama?”
 
 “Fuck yes.” He growls, biting my bottom lip. “I’ll meet you in there after I finish up in here.”
 
 He smacks my ass as I walk away.
 
 “Don’t bother wearing clothes either.”
 
 CHAPTERTHIRTY-SEVEN
 
 NOAH
 
 “Have you seen my shoes?”Katie asks, frantically walking around the bedroom.
 
 “Which ones?”
 
 “The black strappy ones.”
 
 I raise a brow. “The ones in your hand?”
 
 She stops and looks down, sighing. “Oh my God. I swear, this baby brain…”
 
 “You’re freaking out, sweetheart. You need to calm down.” I embrace her, hoping to comfort her. “It’s supposed to be an exciting day.”