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Her smile was fast and then gone as she closed her eyes, pressing her head against me. “I’m pregnant. Surprise.”

Well…so much for breastfeeding acting as birth control. My heart swelled.Another baby. They were going to be so close in age to our twins.Fuck.It could be twins again. Or triplets. I couldn’t go there in my head right then. Whatever we were facing, we were facing it together. I did all the filming so we could get help if we needed it. Hope never wanted it, but if there were more than one again, I would insist.

“Thank you, my love.” I kissed her cheek. “Thank you for this family.”

I meant it in every fiber of my being. I’d never thought I could have our life or even thought I wanted it. This was everything.

I laid her down on the bed. “You can take something. I know you don’t want to when you’re pregnant.” I remembered it fromthe last round. “But you’re going to right now because I don’t like how hot you are. The baby will be fine.”

She was basically unmoving while I took off her socks until she spoke again. “This is Trina’s fault.”

Well, that wasn’t surprising somehow. Hope had spent part of the week at my mother’s so that she could have company and my family could fawn over the babies. I liked that she’d been with them. Most of her work was virtual, so she could do it anywhere. “What did my sister do?”

“She brought her sick kids to your mother’s house. Who brings sick kids to babies? Who does that?” She groaned.

Things were never going to be peaches and cream between Trina and Hope. Trina had a lot to make up for, and she knew it. Hope was kind to her, but damn if there were tense undercurrents, and I was on my wife’s side. Trina could earn back Hope’s trust or not.

I wasn’t sure I would ever really believe in her again. I handed her some pills that were okay for her to take, and she swallowed them down with the water next to the bed.

I climbed in next to her and turned off the light. Our daughters snored in the corner in their crib. Hope rolled toward me. “I’m going to get you sick. Go in the other room.”

“No.” I ran my hands through her hair. This was my happy place. My love.

My phone dinged, and I picked it up to look. Hope officially snored against my side. I kissed her forehead, looking at my phone.

Going to Russia to get Bridget.

It was from Michael. What? Why was Bridget in Russia? “Baby?” I said, but Hope didn’t budge. I stroked her back. “Hope?”

She slept comfortably next to me. Tonight would be one of those times I didn’t sleep. That was fine. I was used to it. Thegirls needed me, Hope might, and now I had to worry about her sister.

Why is she in Russia?

I waited for the answer.

I’ll text more later. This is Justin’s fault. Tell Hope not to worry, I’ll bring her sister home.

That wasn’t likely. Hope was going to worry, so I wasn’t going to tell her until her fever went away. She was mine to take care of. Period. End of story.

I texted Zeke.

How freaked out are you?

It took him a moment to answer.How do we convince them they don’t want to go to Russia?

Fuck if I knew. I’d figure it out. I held my wife. My everything. Nothing was coming near my family. Not ever.

Thankyou so much for reading Redheaded Redemption (Redheads #2). If you have a moment and could leave a review for this book, I’d be so grateful. Be on the lookout for Real Men Love Redheads, Michael and Bridget’s story coming soon!

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FLAMES OF FORTUNE

For Dodie and Viv, who chased me for this book. Thank you for wanting it.

FOREWORD

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