Page 127 of The Logic of Loyalty

“She contacted me a few years ago for money. I told her where to shove it.”

He laughs outright and falls back into the pillows. “We have the world’s best parents.”

“How did you find out?” My mother has been out of our lives since then.

“You know the day Jacob came home really upset?”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. One of them mentioned a dumpster.” Trevor’s voice is flat, but I can hear the anger threaded through it.

A flash of fury lights through me. “That bitch!”

“Come here.” He tugs me down so I’m lying beside him, then wraps his arms around me. “I’m so glad you agreed to marry me, even when I had nothing to offer you.”

I sigh and pull in the soothing warmth he’s offering. “You’re trying to distract me.”

He kisses just beneath my ear. “Is it working?”

I nod. “Mmhmm.” I feel so warm and complete with him wrapped around me. “I need you to stay with me, Trevor.”

“Always, baby.” He runs his hands over my belly, but I halt his movement.

“No, for good. Come back to our bed. Be my husband. Be mine, Trevor.”

He tilts my face toward his. “For good?”

I nod, then yelp when he suddenly rolls on top of me. “Trevor!”

“Listen to me, alright?” I nod and spread my legs, letting his body sink between them. He groans. “Stop trying to distract me. I’m serious.” He bounces me on the bed. “I’m not going to make these mistakes ever again.”

I laugh while he bounces me. “I wouldn’t have brought you home if I thought you would.”

He dips his head and touches his forehead to mine, closing his eyes. “I’m not losing this again.”

I smile up at my Trevor, the North Star that guided me home all those years ago. “Sounds perfect to me. I love you, my star.”

He groans then kisses me until I’m dizzy, breathless. Leaning back, he runs his hand down the side of my body, pausing when he reaches my belly.

“For the rest of our lives and beyond, my world.”

Epilogue One

A FEW MONTHS LATER

Paige

“Is it safe?” Bethany walks into the living room with her hand raised over her eyes.

Considering Trevor’s fly is down beneath the blanket, things were about to be very unsafe on the couch. “Of course.”

She drops her hands and purses her lips. “You have a room, for heaven’s sake!”

“I’m sorry, Bethany. You’re right.”

“I’m sorry too. Sorry that you had to interrupt us.”

I smack him in the arm at the same time Bethany launches a pillow at him. “Cool. You jerk. Where’s the miniature hellion?”