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“Ever, you need to feed him more,” I reply with a shake of my head.
“I do.” She swats his arm playfully. “He eats all the time.”
“Can’t help I have a high metabolism.” He pats his stomach, staring at Ever.
She rolls her eyes. “Whatever.”
“You love this sexiness.” Memphis does a belly roll, grinding his hips, and chuckles.
“Sometimes.” She shakes her head with a giggle.
“How much longer until the little one comes?” Snow asks.
“Not soon enough.” She sighs. “I have two more months. I swear, this is the only kid I’m having.”
“Oh, no.” Memphis eyeballs his wife, lifting his brow with a smirk. “We’re having a football team.”
“No, we are not.” Ever slaps his arm again, and he pulls back, rubbing it with a smile on his face.
“You’re right—we aren’t. Your health comes first.” He leans over and gently kisses her temple.
“I agree,” Shane says as he takes a seat.
I love days like this, where we all hang out and kick back.
Home.
Shane must read my thoughts because he smiles.
“Cheeseburgers are done,” Silas calls from the grill, and I laugh as all the men rush him.
Ever rolls her eyes. “Pigs.”
Snow just giggles.
“I’ll get you one, and you can eat off my plate,” I tell Snow, pushing a wayward strand of hair behind her ear.
“Thank you.” She blushes, her cheeks tinting a beautiful shade of pink.
I grab a plate and load it with salad, fruit, and four cheeseburgers. I notice Shane doing the same. We talked about how Snow has lost a lot of weight, and we’ve been trying to put it back on by getting her to eat more. She can eat whatever she wants from either of our plates. I lock eyes with Ever and it’s like she knows. I see the tears and dreamy expression. She doesn’t even blink that we’re going to hand-feed Snow, or that both of us like her. That’s the only thing that made any of us nervous—how Ever would react. When Shane told me he liked Snow, he was worried that Ever would be upset because of Ivy, but I think she approves.
“Here.” I give Snow a cheeseburger to start, while I devour the other three.
“Slow down,” Shane says, clearly amused.
“I told you I was starving,” I whine.
He leans over Snow and whispers so only she and I can hear, “I have snacks for you. We made cookies and popcorn and spring rolls. Movie night after they leave.”
“I think I love you,” I deadpan, and Snow giggles.
“Yeah, hold that thought,” he groans. “Snow wants to watch a Disney movie.”
I smirk. “Still love you.”
Could I really love them? Can a person love two people?
