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“We won’t!” Macie yells back, yanking on Reid’s jumper before trailing after him out the door.

Grayson holds out his hand, helping me to my feet as Hazel flutters her way over, scooping me up in a hug. “I’m glad you’re here tonight. Maybe message your mum and tell her that you’re going to stay. That way you won’t have to go out in the storm.”

“Actually, I think I’m going to call her. I should tell her about the appointment today.”

I meet Grayson’s concerned gaze as Hazel nods. “Good idea. I’m sure she’s excited to hear about it, honey. Grayson, do you want to make a start on dinner while I start the laundry?”

“Sure.”

Following after his mum, I grab a hold of his hand, halting his steps. Facing me, my cheeks pink with colour as I peer down at our hands. Tugging him closer, I throw my arms around his neck, my chin resting on his shoulder as I whisper against his ear, “I think I want to move in here.”

Grayson’s face rears back, eyes searching mine like he needs to check that he heard me right. “You want to live here? With me?”

I give a small giggle and nod. “I do,” I say quietly, tingling all over. It feels like the right decision. “I think the ranch will be the best place to raise a kid.”

He nods, hands holding mine before squeezing them, dimples showing in his cheeks. “I couldn’t agree more, Biscuit.”

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Grayson

Knox skids to a halt right beside the gate to the paddock. I come up behind him, Cole trailing after me. We stop in a row. Bikes revving louder, I look between them before we chuckle and continue through the property like the menaces we are.

Reid and Macie sit on Whiskey and Cinnamon, talking together as we ride past towards the old machinery shed down by the smaller dam. Skidding in the mud, I’m the first one to reach the metal shed, followed by Cole and then Knox, who almost falls over the handlebars when he stops so abruptly at the mud kickback.

I laugh and flick the visor up on my helmet. “Almost lost it at the end.”

“Wasn’t expecting it to brake that suddenly,” he admits.

Cole adds smartly, “You’re the one in control of them, so you should be able to stop it without being thrown off.”

Knox flicks his visor up and sticks his tongue out at Cole, who mimics the action.

I just shake my head and mumble how immature they are.

“You’re already changing into dad mood,” Cole sighs.

Staring at him, I flick down the stand and get off the bike. “Dad mood?” I repeat, lifting a brow.

“Yeah, like Holden. As soon as you enter parenthood, all immaturity seeps away, and you become this grumpy, overprotective man.”

I shrug. “What’s wrong with that? I’ll have a tiny baby to look after. That’s worth having a dad mood.”

“Yeah, but you’ll be less fun.”

I yank my glove off and throw it at his face. Knox chuckles. Cole shoots him a glare, but it doesn’t stop him.

“Don’t you worry, I’ll still do stupid things with you, Cole,” I tell him.

“You better,” he chides. “Otherwise I’ll only have Sawyer left, and he’s not even here most of the time.”

“You can always hang out with Knox.” I offer, nodding towards the teenager smiling like an absolute goof.

Cole narrows his eyes for a long second before grinning. “As long as you’re not a sore loser like your sister, then sure we can.”

Knox scoffs, “She’s not a sore loser.”

“Please. Paisley whines every time I beat her,” Cole adds with a proud grin.