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“Or we can do it tomorrow night. It’ll be another first experience for us.”

I grinned at Kat’s excited tone. She was so crazy about me. After those long months with me waiting for her to respond to my texts, my banged-up ego was soothed by her devotion.

We arrived at my parents’ house after ten to find Bebe and Pax in bed, the twins asleep, and Vanessa watching “The Hound of the Baskervilles.”

“Did she break your dick?” Vanessa asked after pausing the gothic horror movie.

“A little, yeah. Thanks for asking.”

Vanessa grinned. “Do you want me to help with the early morning feeding?”

“Sure, but will you be ready to wake up in a few hours?”

Vanessa shrugged. “I guess we’ll find out when you wake me up.”

Leaving my sister to her old movie, I tiptoed with Kat into the nursery to check on Colson and Cavan. The twins slept on their backs in the same crib. We were past the point of needing their color-coordinated caps to keep them straight. I admired my sons, understanding why they seemed so perfect.

My arm wrapped around Kat. She smiled at me like I was magic. That’s how I felt about her. We had clicked in a way I never thought I could with another person. That magic between us had created these perfect little boys.

As we retired to the guest room, Kat no longer tried to hide her body. She stripped down to her panties before sliding on one of my old T-shirts. We settled into bed, silent and content in the way I’d seen with my parents growing up.

KAT

Spring arrived with one celebration after another. Nova married Boone. Elle married Zodiac. Ivy and Nova both turned up pregnant. Lula’s healthy pregnancy could no longer remain hidden. Cher and Stevie celebrated the first anniversary since they nearly died.

Despite the many celebrations over the last few months, the foxes still threw a random party at the Sorority House. We arrived at the lovely white mansion with its double wraparound porches and white columns. Strings of lights extended from the many tall trees and wrapped around the upper and lower porches. Rock music played over loudspeakers.

By the time we arrived, the front yard and long driveway were filled with cars and motorcycles. I climbed off Rowdy’s motorcycle and removed my emerald green, personalized helmet reading “Rowdy’s Pussycat.” Rowdy kissed me as soon as I rested the helmet on his ride. Nearby, Maria snuggled with Farley next to his motorcycle.

“We’ll only stay for a few hours,” Rowdy promised as if knowing I was already missing our boys.

“How about you?” I asked Maria while hugging Rowdy. “Will you leave in a few hours when we do, or do you plan to stick around until late?”

“I think we’ll go when you do,” Farley said and smiled at Maria. “The Sorority House gets wild after midnight.”

We walked inside the house where sisters Cher and Stevie made colorful mixed drinks for people. The living room was filled with foxes. Though the TV played “Thelma & Louise,” the volume was too low to hear over the music.

Sabrina sat on the back of one of the colorful couches, telling a story about her battle against hairy armpits.

“I wanted to be a free cavewoman with gnarly pits, but I wimped out!”

Moe lifted her girlfriend’s arm and waved at the shaved pit. “Sexy.”

Rowdy smiled at their bullshit before guiding me down the hallway and out the back door to the porch where Vanessa was stuck in a backward U position.

“What’s happening here?” Rowdy asked.

“I was trying to do a back flip but lost my momentum.”

Rowdy took her by the legs and flipped her the rest of the way over. She hugged him and smiled at me.

“My brother is a real catch,” Vanessa said, taking the drink handed to her by Cher. “On a scale of one to ten, how drunk do you want to be by the end of the night?”

“Zero,” Rowdy said and hugged me to him. “We need to be sober to get home to our boys.”

“I want a baby,” Cher told Rowdy. “Because of you. Not because of Elle. You remember that, okay? I know Elle will claim it was her kid that tempted me.”

“I thought you were going to travel the world.”