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CHAPTERONE

FOUR MONTHS LATER

REAGAN

“Mom, how long after you had us were you able to have sex again?”

Jackson spits out his food. “Reagan, maybe you guys can chat about this after dinner. Perhaps when I’m in another room. Out of earshot.”

I roll my eyes. “Jackson, nothing’s off-limits in this family. You must be used to provocative dinner topics. Aunt Cass is now your daughter-in-law. Speaking of which, when are the lovebirds returning from their honeymoon?” They’ve been in Fiji for two weeks.

Mom looks down at the twins asleep in their bouncy seats. “They’re supposed to get home late tonight. They’ll be by in the morning for Brandon and Dylan.”

“Let’s just hope they didn’t get arrested for public fornication. They take that shit seriously over there.”

Jackson gives me another look. I smile. “Sorry.” I turn back to Mom for her to answer my initial question.

“I don’t remember, sweetie. It’s been a long time. I would guess about six weeks. I think that’s pretty normal.”

I look at Harley, indicating that she answers my question as well. She thinks for a moment. “I think it was about five weeks with Scotty and seven or eight with Ellie, considering my complications.”

“Five? No wonder you got knocked up again so quickly.”

Harley narrows her eyes at me. “Look at my husband, Reagan. I barely made it to the five weeks my doctor recommended.” I see Brody smile out of the corner of my eye.

Jackson sighs. “Over three years later, and I still don’t think I’ve adjusted to your family dinner topics.”

“We have a very open family, Jackson.”

“Yes, Reagan. I’m painfully aware of that.”

I sigh. “Alright. It’s been two months. I guess I’m good to go then. I can head back out on the prowl. Skylar, you need to get laid too. Come with me.”

Jackson stands. “Brody, Payton, Hayden, how about a drink in my office?” They all nod and quickly exit the dinner table.

Of course, Jackson has to open-mouth kiss my mother before he leaves the table. I give him a dirty look. “Jackson, we watch you fondle my mother every week at dinner, and I can’t talk about sex?”

He smiles and winks at me as he leaves. Kylie offers to take all of the kids into the playroom that Jackson and Mom had put in the house, leaving just the original four Lawrence ladies.

I bite my lip and look at Harley. “Is it going to be different?”

She shrugs her shoulders. “The first time may have been a little weird, at least at the very beginning, but then it’s back to normal. Honestly, I think my nipples are more sensitive now than they were before the kids. In a good way. A really good way.”

Mom nods her head. “Yes, I agree with that.”

Skylar smiles. “Well, I guess I have that to look forward to one day.” We all laugh.

Mom tilts her head at me. “Is everything okay, Reagan? You seem pretty nervous about it.”

“Iamnervous. I’m worried it won’t feel the same, on both sides. I had two of Aunt Cass and Trevor’s monsters claw their way out of me.”

She rubs my hand. “I think it’s normal to be worried. You shouldn’t be, though. It’ll be fine. Women have been doing it since the beginning of time. Anyone specific in mind?”

I shake my head. “No. I haven’t been looking. Trevor cockblocked me for the entire pregnancy, and I’m only just starting to feel like myself again since the birth.”

Trevor hovered over me for the entire pregnancy. He brought me lunch every single day at my store. I think he partially wanted to make sure the babies were okay, and partially despised the idea of another man being near his babies. He publicly called me his baby mama or told people I was his sister having his babies every single chance he had. If I have to explain the termgestational hostone more time, I think my head is going to explode.

“Well, sweetie, you look amazing. You bounced back quickly, just like Harley.” That’s true. I did get my body back pretty quickly. It’s a little easier to get back in shape when you don’t bring the babies home with you after you deliver them.

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