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“Come on,” I urge, tugging at his hand. “If we wait outside theentrance, maybe we’ll get to see them escorting Dennis off the premises.”
Noah chuffs out a laugh, shaking his head. “You’re sort of terrifying, do you know that?”
“Maybe,” I answer as I pull him along. I look back to give him a wink. “I guess I’m braver with my alpha around.”
The look on his face says that I will most definitely be feeling the repercussions of that phrase later, in either his bed or mine, but that’s hardly bad news. I smile as Noah follows after me, unable to stop as the gravity of all that’s happened washes over me, marveling at how much of my life has changed in such a short time.
Because Noah Taylor might not be my fake mate, not anymore—but he is mine.
And that’s absolutely enough.
Epilogue
Noah
“Stop fidgeting,” Itell her, grabbing her hand that had just been worrying about her hair.
“What if this is a disaster?”
I can’t help but chuckle. “It’s going to be fine.”
“It hasn’t been long enough since I met your mother, and we’re going to spring my gran on her? She hasn’t even had enough time to make sure she approves of me yet.”
“Approves?” I bark out a laugh. “My parents aren’t aristocracy. Trust me, they’re just thrilled that you exist.”
“Gee, real low expectations there,” she snorts.
I reach across the car to curl my fingers around hers, bringing them to my mouth to kiss her knuckles. It’s been months since we disclosed to the hospital—forrealthis time—and it only took one meeting (that took place approximately three days after disclosing our relationship; truly, my mother and Mackenzie’s gran were sisters in another life) for my mother to fall completely in love with Mackenzie, not that I ever had any doubts. It’s impossible not to. Honestly, she probably loves her more than she does me. Which is also completely understandable.
“I have to admit I am looking forward to seeing your gran and my mother in the same room,” I muse.
Mackenzie grimaces. “Is it going to be awful? What possessed us to agree to this blended family bullshit?”
“It’s a special occasion,” I remind her. “We might as well just get it over with. Like ripping off a Band-Aid.”
“That’s easy foryouto say,” she grumbles. “You’re not the one in the hot seat. My gran grills me enough as it is. I bet her and your mother gang up on me. We’re going to have to spend the entire night dodging baby talk.”
I can’t pretend the idea of it doesn’t make my stomach swoop, but there’s plenty of time for that later.
“Now you know how it feels,” I laugh, thinking back to that harrowing night when she took me to meet her gran. Things had been very different then.
“Parker is bringing his boyfriend,” she tells me. “His name is Vaughn. He’s very chatty. Maybe he’ll keep the old women busy.”
“One can only hope,” I murmur.
“I heard about today, by the way,” she says with a teasing tone. “One of your patients sent you flowers?”
I feel heat rising in my cheeks. “She was just grateful that I took such good care of her.”
“Should I be jealous, Dr. Taylor?”
I scoff. “She’s seventy-four.”
“Your skiing accident was a seventy-four-year-old woman?”
“Apparently, Mrs. Wythers and her husband decided it was time to strike skiing from their bucket list.”
“Wow, I have to admire her tenacity.”
