Brooke lets out an annoyed breath. “That only happened once.”
“Three times.”
She elbows me in the ribs.
“Whatever.”
Footsteps echo from the hallway as Beau walks into the kitchen.
“All right, I’m about to head out,” he says while zipping up his jacket.
Brooke turns toward him, bouncing Mila lightly on her hip. “You don’t want to stay for movie night?”
He shakes his head. “Not tonight. I have some things to handle.”
Brooke raises a brow, “Normal things or assassin things?”
Beau shrugs, “A bit of both.”
He steps closer and presses a kiss against the top of Mila’s head.
“I still can’t believe you two gave my goddaughter that long ass name,” he muttered, grinning.
Brooke smiles. “Don’t hate on my baby’s name.”
Mila Samantha-Marie Sinclair.
We named her after the women who saved us. Mila, Brooke’s best friend. Samantha, my mother. Marie, Brooke’s mother.
The names sit together now, tied to something new instead of the loss they came from.
Brooke shifts Mila higher on her hip and glances at Beau. “Well, it’s still better than Beau.”
Beau lets out a laugh under his breath. “That’s not even my real name.”
Brooke freezes. Her head slowly turns between the two of us. “What?” Her eyes narrow. “Seth. Did you know about this?”
“Yeah,” I shrug. “With his family history and the line of work he does, I didn’t expect him to go around using his full government name.”
Brooke scoffs. “He’s our daughter’s godfather. I think I should know his real name.”
Beau shrugs like the entire conversation is mildly amusing. “Beau is my alias. That’s all you need.”
“Mila has the best godfather in the world,” I say calmly. “I trust him with my life. And with hers.”
“Bullshit.” Brooke shifts her weight and glares at him. “You’re my daughter’s godfather. I should know your full name.”
Beau just grins.
“That’s a story for another day, Sinclair.”
Brooke shakes her head like the two of us are equally ridiculous.
He reaches out and claps a heavy hand against my back.
“You did good, Seth.”
Then he gives Brooke one last wink before turning and walking out the door.
