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Her smile was glorious.

“She’s going to be angry with you,” she pointed out.

“She’s going to be happy as a clam because you’re happy,” I promised.

And she was.

After a little convincing.

She stood next to the judge’s desk, Germaine’s arm wrapped around her, and watched as we said our vows.

And when Ande kissed the hell out of me afterward, I knew I’d made the right decision.

“You’re my husband,” she professed as she offered her lips to me.

I twisted the ring around her finger.

It was a simple gold band. No frills. Just something that fit perfectly with the engagement ring I’d already given her.

“I’m your husband,” I confirmed.

“I’m your wife.” She started to bounce on her toes.

“Damn, you’re cute.” I pulled her in close, her stethoscope pressing into my chest as I kissed her.

Only after we were close to being indecent with her parents not three feet away did I pull away and confirm, “You’re my wife.”

• • •

4 years later

Life had a funny way of coming full circle.

Years ago, I would’ve never thought that we’d once again be living in the same fucking place again.

Yet here we were.

All seven siblings, under one roof, living like we had for the majority of our lives.

I wasn’t sure how it happened.

Really, I was fairly sure that Ande drugged me with her kisses to get me to say yes.

But here we were, on a hundred acres, in Sunnyvale, Texas, in a mansion.

A literal mansion.

Winston, billionaire that he was, wanted to make his wife happy.

And apparently, the way to do that was to build an estate in the middle of nowhere so that her entire family could live under one roof.

No longer were we all living in the heart of downtown Dallas.

Now, we were all living under one proverbial roof.

Though, saying that, we weren’t technically in one house.

The entire compound of houses was all one roof, connected by breezeways. In the middle of the houses was a single guest house with the kitchen of all kitchens—built for fucking ninety people to fit in comfortably. It had four bathrooms, and one bedroom. A bedroom in which there were only pallets of blankets on the floor, diapers and baby shit in one corner, and tons of sleeping children at any given time.

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