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“Connor…” The fear in her voice rings through the limo, chills biting my neck. He cups her face, his thumb brushing away her tears. “I won’t let anything happen to you or our child. You’re going to be fine.”
Rose holds in a breath, and then Lily abruptly unfreezes from her state. She stretches her arm to clasp Rose’s hand, who’s shaking and sweaty and the minute Rose meets her sister’s gaze, it’s over for both of them. They start crying profusely, and Rose nods repeatedly, gearing up to push one last time.
And because—he’s my son.
I watch Connor, never seeing him so smitten with another human being, except maybe Rose. But he gives his daughter a different kind of look, one that says I’ll do anything and everything for you.
“Lily even asked me once if I was gay, and instead of getting into it, I assured her that I liked women. I knew that Lily was Rose’s sister, and I needed Lily to want me to be with Rose.” Because Rose loves her sisters and she’d value Lily’s opinion. “That’s fucked up, love.” “Immoral,” Connor says, pointing to his chest.
“You won’t have to prepare for eight kids. It’s not happening,” she retorts. Connor opens his mouth, and she raises the hand with the bottle to silence him. “That would be more effective if you actually covered my mouth, darling.” “Don’t make me hurt you,” she snaps, and Jane lets out a noise close to a giggle. Rose is smiling from ear to ear, a smile that I’ve pretty much never seen from her.
Daisy breaks into a charismatic smile, and she faces her boyfriend. “Do you want to hug me?” she asks playfully. “No,” he deadpans. He better be sarcastic, and I hate that I can’t tell. Daisy only smiles more and she stretches her arms out on the counter. “Do you want to…” And she mouths, fuck me? Oh shit. “Every fucking minute, Calloway.”
When I glance up, I catch Rose typing on her own cell. She has a smug and possibly smitten look on her face. “Connor is not winning this.”
I’m about to have a baby. Oh God.
I fell in love with Lo like a little girl opening her heart to magic. It always seemed surreal until the moment it became true.
Oh my God. He has the cutest dimpled cheeks and little nose. At six pounds, two ounces, he came out a bit small but a lot heart-stoppingly adorable.
When I see a shirtless Ryke, my nerves plummet to nothingness. “Or it’s just my horny older brother,” Lo says with a bitter smile. “We weren’t screwing,” is the first thing Ryke says. His gym shorts are slightly askew, and he lifts them higher on his waist, his hair so disheveled that I can tell a girl ran her fingers through it. His lips are pink and raw like he’s been in one serious make-out session.
raisy is always doing something somewhere, I SWEAR. bro meant it when he said he'd prove her theory wrong. HOTHOUSE FREAKS! ™
So he was trying to kiss on my little sister and make her beg for sex. It’s low. Also devious. Definitely a solid plan in my book—The Lily Calloway Sexy Times Book that is. It’s only in my head, but it’s very resourceful. Daisy tries hard not to smile. “I don’t come easily.” Ooh, that was super dirty too. “Calloway, you’ve only ever come with me. I think I know how to get you off.” “By chocolate cupcakes,” she says with a lopsided grin. Is that a sexual innuendo? “Sure, sweetheart. Chocolate fucking cupcakes and a nine-inch—”
“I still need to lose about fifteen pounds before I go back to my original size, but I’m sure my love handles are here to stay.” She glares at the house behind Daisy. “Connor is obsessed with them.” I instantly smile. It ticks Rose off that Connor adores her curvy hips and butt. But secretly she loves him for it. Yep. After years, I’m beginning to understand these flirty fights a bit better.
Ryke is a good one. In a lot of ways, he brought Daisy back from a really dark place.
They terrified Daisy, an innocent bystander with PTSD and insomnia and a boat load of other issues. Being here in this house, all together, has unified us and hopefully helped her some. “You all said that I could choose whether to do nothing or to retaliate,” she reminds us. I thought she was afraid of speaking up so she just let it go. “Well, I’m making my choice now.” Rose is full-blown smiling. I am too. “I choose to do something. Let’s get those fuckers back.” She wears a shrewd grin. “And I have the perfect thing in mind.”
He grins. “I know.” He sets his gloves aside. “I’m going to make up for the lost time in one night. She’s not going to like me by the end of it.” Ryke mutters, “I don’t even want to know what that fucking means.” I point at Connor. “Kinky. Hardcore.”
Rose has enough. She lunges this time, and Connor lifts her up in his arms, restraining her easily. “We’re leaving,” he says loudly, shutting down the fight before it reignites. “Fuck you,” Rose adds, practically spitting at her. Connor tries hard not to smile while he gives Rose a commanding look.

