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“You’re such a sexy mommy. I wanna blow all over these.”

She laughs and pushes up. “And you’re the sexiest daddy I know.”

“Sexier than Dante?”

She laughs. “Yes.”

“Angelo?”

“Of course. I only have eyes for you.”

“Good answer, Mama.” I roll off her and plant my feet on the floor.

The babies are asleep in the adjoining nursery, so I stick my head around to check, even though we have the baby monitor next to the bed.

“Sleeping like angels,” I whisper to her through my cupped hands.

Climbing out of bed, she tiptoes to the bathroom. “Quick, before all the chaos erupts again.” She laughs as I follow her to the shower.

“I like how you think.” I smirk, my hands all over her ass.

When our guests arrive, I have Serafina in my arms while Stefano is learning to use his baby bouncer. Ma came hours before everyone else. Of course, she’s been cooking up a storm with all of the women. I’ve never seen the kitchen so fucking full.

They’re all here. Rayne, Mia, Valentina, Katiya, Sloane, Bianca, Sage’s mom Kathy, and her bestie Layla.

To see everyone together, talking, laughing, warms my heart. The babies are all either sleeping, like Dante and Mia’s daughter, Alia, or trying to run before he can walk… like Stefano.

Little Luca is the new king and Serafina doesn’t want to leave my side. She’s a daddy’s girl.

I kinda dig that one kid likes me.

It’s fucking beautiful to witness. Even the dogs, Charlie, Bear, Luna, and Chester; Dante and Mia’s little chihuahua, are all getting along and having a ball.

Of course on these grounds, they have plenty of room to play.

I give my beautiful wife a squeeze around the middle on the way past and a kiss from behind. I try to keep it clean in front of my family and her parents, as hard as that is. She kisses me back, and we share a smile that tells us both what we’ll be doing later.

Ma and Kathy busy themselves with setting the table while I try to pour drinks for my brothers, Enzo, Rocco, and my father-in-law John.

“Look like you need an extra pair of hands,” Dante muses as he takes the bottle of scotch out of my hands. I cuddle Serafina toward me. I love the way she smells; it’s so brand-new, even though she’s new to the world.

“Could do with a hand.” I laugh.

“You’re looking like a real natural already,” Enzo tells me, as Dante passes him a glass.

“Getting there.” I shrug. “It’s hard work.”

“You seem to have it down pat, son,” John compliments me. But then again, we’ve always had a good rapport and we get along famously.

“The fun is only just beginning,” Angelo muses, leaning in the doorway while his little boy Luca sits at his feet, tugging at his pants. Scooping him up, he kisses his head.

“Papa ti ama,” he whispers to baby Luca.Papa loves you.

We will all teach our children Italian, that’s a given.

“You lovin’ the sleepless nights yet?” Marco smiles, taking a swig of his drink.

He, and Rocco look a little too smug for their own good. Just because they still get their beauty sleep, unlike the rest of us. Smug bastards.

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