Still curled into his side, Sunny giggled in the archway separating the rooms.
“I thought I was your favorite girl, Dad?”
Their heads reared around.
Hawk answered with a twinkle in his eyes. “I love you, Sunny girl, but you gave Peggy to me; she’s got me wrapped around her little finger.”
Preacher argued, but Seb scoffed and advanced into the room. “Old man, I made her, too, not just Sunny.”
As Seb thought would happen, his father-in-law scowled while he delicately cradled a baby’s head in his massive hand. “We don’t talk about how my granddaughter was created, or I might change my mind about letting Sunny keep you.”
Seb smirked.
As a result, the Moms came in from the yard and joined in on who loved Peggy the most. Gia stole Peggy from Hawk’s arms to have a cuddle. And then it was Seb’s mom’s turn.
“We can babysit tomorrow if you want to go out for dinner or to the movies.”
“Us, too,” Gia added. “The night after, you could go to the club and hang out.”
Sunny sent Seb a smile from her perched position on the arm of the couch, and he winked back. Their joined families were crazy; they were making one spoiled baby because no one ever put Peggy down. But it didn’t bother Seb.
He’d spoil his girls every day of his life.
Once everyone was finally kicked out and he got Peggy settled in her crib, he went to find Sunny. He found her in the kitchen putting stuff away in the fridge, but as soon as she saw him, she came to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, offering her lips for a kiss. When they parted, and her taste saturating his tongue, Seb groaned and buried his face in her neck.
“Tired, baby?”
“A little. Peggy was grouchy today. I think she missed Daddy when he was at work.”
Seb half-smiled against her skin before lifting his head. She was full of it because he’d come home at lunchtime to find Peggy asleep, but it gave him time to fuck his wife over the bathroom counter.
“Seb, I was thinking.” She walked her fingers up his chest. “Peggy is four months old now. Maybe we get started on making baby number two.”
It was all Seb heard before he swept Sunny up and carted her to their bedroom, with her giggling softly as she held on. Say less, he thought. He was locked and loaded to fucking empty into his wife so much hisballs hurt. They’d been using protection since Peggy came along, but they both hated that barrier in their lovemaking.
“Give me a boy this time, my Seb.” She looked like a seductive snack on their bed. Her hair fanned across the pillow, and her arms were open for him as he dragged off his clothes.
His Sunshine was so fucking lovely, his chest always hurt looking at her.
She was the woman born for him.
And he was the man created for her.
Some said it was fate, but they also intentionally fell in love, bit by bit, creating a bond as strong as steel.
He didn’t know everything, but he was sure about that.
The dominoes all had to fall correctly and precisely at the right moment. For people to interlink and meet, for that couple to take on a kid that wasn’t theirs. To have another couple conceive a child at the right moment, ensuring the two children would develop a deep love for each other.
That shit had to be fate, or how else did he explain him and Sunny being soul-fucking-mates?
She was the other half of his existence.
There was no Sebastian Priest without Sunny at his center, making his heart beat.
“I love you.” He said once he’d crawled between her open legs.
Her smile was worth more than currency. “Love you more, my Seb.”
