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“Hold up. Are my babies thinking about leaving the nest?” Mom asks.
“We haven’t talked about it,” Maverick tells her.
Mom nods. “It’s the twin thing. Even after twenty years, I still forget you are one and the same.” She smiles at my younger brothers.
“You can live there for my monthly payment,” Alyssa tells them. “I don’t want to make money off the family. But if anything breaks, you fix it, keep it maintained, things like that.”
“Let us talk about it,” Merrick tells her. However, I can see the look in his eyes. It matches the one in Maverick’s. My little brothers are taking the leap and moving out on their own.
By the time we get home—yes, home, I love the sound of that—we’re both exhausted. I should feel bad that I kept her up so late last night, but it was a night neither one of us will ever forget. We strip out of our clothes, brush our teeth, and slide beneath the covers. Alyssa’s naked body rests next to mine, with her head lying on my chest. I feel her lips press against my skin, and I smile into the dark of the room.
She’s here.
She’s mine.
I hope she’s ready for a lifetime of love. Kincaids, we work hard and love even harder. I can’t wait to show her every single day.
EPILOGUE ALYSSA
Two weekslater
Alyssa
“You look so pretty!” Blakely tells me.
“Thank you. So do you.” I tap the end of her nose with my index finger. We’re having a girls' day at Declan and Kennedy’s house.
“I know.” She shrugs, and I have to bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing.
“Blake!” Kennedy scolds her.
“What?” The look of confusion that crosses her face is priceless.
“You two are going to have your hands full with that one,” I tell Kennedy.
“Don’t I know it. She’s going to corrupt her brother. I can see it clearly.” Kennedy chuckles.
“Daddy says I have to teach my baby brother everything I know,” Blakely says proudly.
“You know who she reminds me of?” Piper asks.
“Who?” Kennedy and I ask.
“My sister.”
“Yes.” Jade nods furiously. “She is a mini Palmer.”
“The world can only handle one Palmer Kincaid,” Ramsey jokes.
“What about me?” Palmer asks, stepping into the room. She has Remi strapped to her chest.
“This one”—Kennedy points to her daughter—“acts just like you.”
“High-five, Blake.” Palmer holds up her hand, and Blakely smacks it with a grin. We all laugh, and she preens under our attention.
“Guess what?” Blakely says excitedly.
“What?” we all reply.
