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No, obviously not. But it felt humbling and incredible to be doing this for them. I couldn’t wait to see the joy on their faces when I had their baby. The inevitable shower of love, affection and attention this child would get would of course be legendary, and I was just thrilled to be there for it.

Or rather, at least be apartof it.

To be honest, I wasn’t even sure what would happen once the baby was born. Obviously I was only its mother in the biological sense. Handing it over was something I convinced myself would be easy, especially when everything was so clinical and anonymous.

But what about now?

All of a sudden I didn’t know. Sure, the guys loved having me as a part of their lives right now. They were caring, protective, and totally supportive of me. Supportive to the point where these men — who’d always dreamt of having a child — went out of their way to help me realize my own dreams.

The only question that remained was whether or not I could handle the separation anxiety fromthem.

I tucked these and all other thoughts aside as we wrapped up what turned out to be a legendary day. Rather than go back to the house, the guys dropped me off at work. I had several changes of clothes there anyway, and it made more sense when you realized they had two vehicles in the city anyway.

Oddly enough, none of them mentioned a thing about last night. Maybe they were ashamed at having broken their pact, or embarrassed by their moment of weakness. Either way, as the day wore on, it got harder and harder for me to bring it up. It seemed almost awkward to mention it, especially if it turned out to be nothing more than a one-time ‘letting off sexual steam’ type of thing.

And so I went to work without a definitive answer. I ran tonight’s dinner service with an iron hand, whipping my crew into shape and minimizing problems. I kept everyone until the last of the diners were served, every pan was scrubbed, the doors were locked and the lights clicked off.

Waiting in the parking lot, I found Evan’s truck idling quietly. I climbed in, wondering vaguely what the closing staff might think seeing me drive off with some giant-armed, heavily-inked guy. I decided very quickly that I couldn’t possibly care less.

“Good night at work?”

“Fantastic night at work.”

His roguish smile gave me flashbacks of last night, which sent a tingle between my legs.

“Let’s get you home then.”

I sighed happily, stretching my legs and reaching down to rub my tired feet. Evan’s arms bulged sexily as he steered us out of the city, shifting into fifth gear and easing back in his seat once we got to the highway.

Gotta love a hot guy driving a stick-shift, the voice in my head reminded me.

“Thanks again for today,” I told him. “Getting out like that… it’s just what I needed.”

It was, really. Nothing broke me out of a work-sleep rut like long walks outside and fresh air.

“And thanks even more for everything else,” I said more seriously. “No one’s ever done anything like that for me before. Not even close.”

“Well that’s a damn fucking shame,” he said, and he meant it. “Because a person like you? Someone willing to have achildto help others realize their dreams of having a family?”

His voice grew thicker. I could sense the emotion.

“People like you are one in a million, Quinn.”

I was touched, and again, humbled. I didn’t think I deserved this much recognition. I wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary, really.

With an equally thick voice, I thanked him anyway.

“Still, I can’t believe you guys went through all that trouble,” I told him. “And that place is perfect. I had some spots picked out downtown, but they were all temporary. Some were first come, first serve. And the permit I was applying for, well—”

I stopped and sat up straight.

“Oh shit!” I gasped. “Permitting takes a month, minimum! And that’s only after inspection, so—”

“You don’t think we thought of that?” Evan asked casually.

I turned, once again speechless. His smile was even more satisfied now.

“Really?”

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