“Okay,” he agrees without a fuss, holding his toy in one hand and running his fingers through my beard with the other.
He’s been an incredibly easy-to-please kid so far. An absolute delight compared to all the other gremlins running around the clubhouse at all times.
I put him in a chair at the kitchen island and Riley immediately joins us. Well, this morning is just full of surprises, isn’t it? We usually have to spend at least fifteen minutes convincing her to sit down for breakfast. Hell, convincing her to do anything.
Suspicious. Judging by that eager look on her face, something is definitely up.
I guess I’ll find out soon enough.
I place Adora’s forgotten tea mug in the dishwasher before grabbing the flour for the pancakes.
“With strawberries, daddysaurus,” Riley pipes up. “Get them from the fridge.”
“And chocky-late syrup,” Tate adds, smacking his lips.
“Yes. It’s in the fridge,” Riley says, nodding eagerly at me.
I narrow my eyes. She’s cooking something. And it’s not pancakes.
“We’ll need the milk before the strawberries, T-Rex,” I murmur, moving toward the fridge.
Did she hide another toy frog in there? Adora got her a bag with, like, a hundred of them a few months ago, and we’ve been finding them all over the house ever since.
I open the fridge door.
PFFFT!
Suddenly, it’s ten years ago again.
Fine pink glitter hits me straight in the face. It dances through the air, coating the inside of the fridge door, me, and the floor at my feet.
I’m pink. Shiny. And the fucking fridge is empty.
High-pitched excited screams ring out right before Riley and Tate throw themselves at my legs from either side.
“It’s a proposition from mommysaurus, Daddy! You’re getting married!”
“Sparkly!”
They both yell at the same time, bouncing up and down.
I don’t think I heard that right. That glitter must’ve gotten into my ears.
Adora
Everything went without a glitch. I was nervous Riley might give the plan away too soon, but she played her part perfectly. I had to include her after she woke up last night for a glass of water and caught me red handed, installing the glitter bomb inside the fridge. Right after I moved all the food into the one in the garage.
It was almost impossible to keep all of this hidden from Dominic. I’m sure he suspected I was planning a prank, but he always lets me play them out. Sometimes, I swear he’s almost eager to find out what I’ll come up with next.
I step out from behind the corner and walk toward the three most important people in my life, keeping my eyes fixed on the stunned biker in the middle of them.
His eyebrows fly off his head the moment he sees me. It’s a silent question, full of disbelief.
I don’t keep him waiting. I slide my arms around his neck and give him a short, sweet kiss.
“Good morning, Dominic. We’re getting married,” I whisper when I pull back. “Today.”
Suddenly, Riley is in his arms. It’s my turn to look stunned.
