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Rainy laid her hand on his chest. “It’s okay. I know how frustrated you are, but you got them and nobody was hurt.”
“This time,” Killion corrected, leading her and the twins to the elevator. “Nobody was hurt this time.”
17
The ride to the floor the Lair was on was short, but the silence in the elevator was painfully long.
When they entered the Lair, Wit called out. “Was it them, Relay? Lindstrom’s crew?”
“Of course, it was,” Killion muttered under his breath.
“Working on it,” Relay fired back.
Rainy sat at the back of the large room, as far from the chaos as possible, hoping the babies would remain asleep.
“You just say the word, and I’ll take little man and baby girl out of here and walk the hall with them,” Ayelish volunteered. “It’s been a wild couple of days, and we’re here to help.”
Rainy smiled softly at her two soon-to-be sisters-in-law, Ayelish and Ashlyn. “Thank you. I appreciate that. I think I’d like them nearby for the time being, at least until we know what happened. Feeling a little unsettled and having them close helps.”
“I completely understand.” Ayelish sat next to Rainy, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and pulled her in for some sort of half hug. “Just know that we’re here for you, okay? For all of you.”
Rainy nodded and held back tears that didn’t require any explanation, given her backstory and all that they were currently going through.
“Oh.” Rainy sat taller. “We named the babies. Maybe a little fun news or good news can help an otherwise heavy day.”
Ashlyn took a seat, joining the two women. “Do tell. We’ve been waiting for this. I offered Killion money to name her Ash.”
“Wait, how much money are we talking?” Rainy teased.
“Clearly not enough. He told me there wasn’t a chance in hell after what I did to him when he was ten.”
“What did you do to him when he was ten?” Rainy asked.
Ashlyn shrugged. “No clue. I don’t remember, and that pissed him off even more. I figured he would make a point and get even by naming little miss, Ayelish.”
“Doubt it,” Ayelish rebutted that claim. “I made a similar offer, and he said he still wasn’t over what I did when I was three.”
“Let me guess, you don’t remember?” Rainy chuckled.
“I was three. I haven’t a clue.”
The women giggled together, lightening the mood, which Rainy seemed to need as she relaxed her shoulders and sat more comfortably in her chair.
“It was really special, actually. I had a long list of names put together before they were born, and when they got here, nothing seemed to fit. On the other hand, Killion had put extensive thought into it, and it couldn’t have been more sweet.” Rainy recalled the precious moment they’d shared. She watched him adoringly across the room as she shared the event. “He asked if the babies could take the O’Reilly name, which I already assumed was a given. But it was important to him that they have both family names, something tied to their roots so they knew exactly who they were.”
As if on cue, Jolie began to fuss, catching the attention of Wit and Hen, who wandered over. Killion was quick on their heels to check on his daughter.
Rainy reached into the stroller and handed her daughter to Wit. “Meet your niece, Jolie Rose O’Reilly.”
“Jolie Rose,” Wit whispered to the baby, who stared back at him. “After your mama. You got big shoes to fill, little girl. You’re a fighter, tough as they come… it suits you.”
Hen reached into the stroller and picked up his nephew as he fidgeted. “Who is this handsome fella?”
“That’s your nephew, Meyer Cormack O’Reilly.” Rainy swiped away a tear as she watched her brothers love on her children.
“It’s fitting. A good strong name for a strong little man,” Hen said. “He’s the reason they’re here… that you’re here, Rainy Jo.”
“Thank you,” Killion said, taking bottles out of the diaper bag.
