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"Oh, I suppose I'll marry you," I say, feigning boredom as I wrap my arms around his neck. "I mean since your magic water brought me here and everything."
"Fuck yeah, it did," he breathes against my lips. "I swam naked in it and everything."
I bury my face in his throat to muffle my laughter. God, I love this crazy man.
Epilogue
Cormac
SixYearsLater
"I have a plan."
A chorus of groans sounds from all edges of the yard where my brothers are laid out like they're dying.
"Fuck you and your plans, brother," Andreas growls, lifting his head to look at me from his position on the ground. The way he's laid out, you'd think the fucker just ran a marathon.
"Agreed," Hacker grunts, tossing a wrench aside. "No offense, but your plans are fucking terrible."
"I'm pretty goddamn sure all of this was his idea," Cowboy mutters, grabbing a bottle of water from the cooler the girls hauled outside an hour ago. He drags the back of his arm across his forehead, cursing beneath his breath. "I'm too old for this shit."
"You're younger than I am." Cash rolls his eyes at Cowboy and then grimaces, twisting like he's trying to work kinks out of his lower back. "I think I broke my ass."
"Aww. Did Hadley spank you too hard last night?" I ask, grinning at him.
Hands cracks a smile, chuckling.
"Man, fuck you." Cash laughs. "I'm serious. I pulled something in my ass trying to wrestle that goddamn slide into place."
"Why the fuck didn't we hire professionals for this shit?" Lynch shields his eyes, looking up at us from a prone position on the ground beside Andreas.
Every single one of my brothers turns to look at him with matching expressions.
"Motherfucker, you are a professional." I kick his boot. "At least that's what you've been trying to tell us for the last two decades."
He scowls at me. "Not even a goddamn engineer is qualified to build your Wish version of a playground, Giant."
"He's not wrong," Angel mutters.
Fifth snorts his agreement, leaning back against a shade tree with his eyes closed.
"First of all, fuckers," I growl, "this shit didn't come from Wish. It's state-of-the-art." There's not a chance in hell I'd risk my girls' safety on anything less than the absolute best equipment on the market. My girls are worth every damn penny I spent, too. "Second, if you'd quit bitching for two minutes, I said I have a plan."
"Hurry up with it then," Bender growls. "If I sweat anymore, my goddamn balls are going to chafe."
"We send our wives shopping and call reinforcements," I mutter, nodding to the group of women lined up in lounge chairs on the far side of the yard. As soon as they heard we were going to be building things, they suddenly all decided they needed tans. Never mind the fact that Bella hasn't tanned in the entire six years we've been married.
I'm almost positive none of the others have either. They're here to watch the show. Not that they're getting much of one at this point. It's one-hundred damn degrees out, and building an entire playground for the kids is a goddamn nightmare.
We're all too old for this shit. Luckily, we have friends and an entire crop of brothers who aren't here today. And those friends and brothers owe us favors. There's no labor like free labor.
"I take back everything I said," Andreas mutters. "Your plan is golden."
"What's that?" I cup my hand around my ear. "I didn't quite catch that."
"He said you aren't nearly as idiotic as that big ass head makes you look," Hands says, grinning at me.
I laugh, flipping him the bird.
