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“Send me the address.”
“Already sent, sir.”
A headache begins to creep in as fear of what I’ll find in the house washes over me. “Thank you. Stay close to my father. Let me know if he so much as blinks strangely.”
“Of course, sir.”
I hang up the phone and shove it back in my pocket. There’s no reason to delay. If this place is what I think it is, somewhere not even one of his longest standing bodyguards has ever seen before, answers of that night won’t be anywhere else.
Chapter Twenty-Seven Noah
Roe’ssoft snores fill the room as I brush her hair off her small face.
Her new room fits her. Full of all the toys and stuffed animals we’ve all bought her over the last year. The walls are of course a Tiffany blue, making it look even bigger and brighter than it already is. She showed her excitement so differently from Scar, with squeals and giggles, and of course jumping on her brand new bed. It instantly felt like her space.
Every room in this house has been designed to be perfect for our family. There’s a difference between decorating a room that’s already been in a house and renovating a house and its rooms to suit our needs. It still surprises me how much insight we each had to what Scar would want and need. Myself included.
Lots of conversations and debates took place over the course of months to finally agree on how the house should be designed, not only for the family we have now, but the family we hope to build together. A house that will maybe one day house siblings for Roe.
A house that allows us more space to host our ever-growing family while maintaining the privacy we’ve come to crave. From Roe’s room I can't even hear the party happening downstairs in the main part of the house, even though I know Britt and Jade are probably still doing their version of karaoke. Maybe even Scar has joined in by now.
I place a soft kiss on Roe’s forehead and leave the room quietly, checking on the boys before slipping out into the hallway. With them still being so young, their rooms are set up on the third floor of our wing in the house. The floor also holds a private room for each one of us, none of us believe they will be used often as the master bedroom has a custom bed more than big enough to fit us all. But we all agreed, we sometimes need our own space, even if we’ve each used it as a place for our hobbies. At least we will have somewhere to lock Scar away when we need time with just her.
The house has several wings, including the main one and ours. Each is set up in a similar manner, almost like apartments in their own right. The third floor being all bedrooms, including extra ones for guests or sleepovers as the kids get older. The second floor of each wing is personalized to each intended resident, containing basics like smaller kitchens and living rooms, but more specific areas as well. Our second floor has a smaller gym than the main gym downstairs, as well as a dance studio for Scar and Roe, while the wing intended for Roe when she’s older has a game room and private movie theater.
None of us were willing to sacrifice our freedom in taking Scar wherever the hell we wanted. So we compromised in having each wing act like its own apartment for privacy sake, with communal areas for our family parties.
Joe and Charlene have their own home within ours, on the opposite side of the estate from ours. They have their own private garage as well as a separate entrance to maintain their own space and privacy while still being here. Joe and Charlene moving in was one of the most shocking parts for Scar, but one she was the most excited about. Roe will be surrounded with all the people she loves under one roof. It’ll make her adjustment all that much easier.
As I make my way back to the main part of the house, the noise slowly increases the closer I get. It isn’t like Luca’s house where even though it’s spacious, it’s almost impossible to really get away from how loud our group can be.
I slip back into the room, almost unnoticed, but I should have known better. Scar is quick to fall into my lap as soon as I’m sitting on one of the couches. She wraps her arms around my neck and leans her head against my shoulder. I rub her back, feeling the tension ease from her muscles. “Is it your turn to be put to bed, baby girl?”
She tilts her head to wink at me. “I wouldn’t say no.”
I kiss the tip of her nose. It’s been a long and emotionally exhausting day for all of us, but peace like nothing I’ve ever known before fills me as I wrap my arms around her waist and hold her to me.
“Did she go down easy?” she asks.
I nod. “They all did.”
Ian and Jade catch our conversation and leave the loveseat they were sharing to join our couch. We knew we were going to need more seating space here.
“Thanks for putting the boys down too,” Jade says.
I wave her off. “It’s easy to get them down once Roe is out.”
She doesn't argue back, we all know it’s the truth. “What are you going to do with Luca’s place now?” Ian asks, changing the direction of the conversation. “It’s not like you can put it on the market.”
He’s right, of course. It holds too many of our secrets. The access to the tunnels. It’s far too precious to give up. I rub the back of my neck. We had a plan for that, but all of the other guys are preoccupied in their own conversations.
“We actually thought,” I start, then hesitate as I look to see if anyone is close enough to join this conversation. No luck. “We thought maybe you two would want to move in,” I finish.
Scar lifts her head as she considers the plan. Jade’s eyes grow wide as she looks to Ian for how to respond. Their house is nice, one of the safehouses Scar setup for them. But Luca’s house is bigger, closer to this one, has more security and privacy, and more room for the twins to grow. Not to mention, more amenities, like the medical rooms, the gym, and the office space.
“You can’t sell our house either,” Jade points out.
We had a plan for that too, but before I can even open my mouth to respond Scar already is. “True, but Ty isn’t in one of our houses at all. He’s still in the house he grew up in.” Of course she knew what we were thinking. “Luca’s place is in between this house and your old one, so you’ll be closer to us while still remaining close to him. We already don’t have to worry about school districts for the kids, and you’ll both be able to train without having to come to the gym every day.”
