Page 144 of Lethal Attraction

Loxley sticks herself into her husband’s side. “You act like you wanted them to follow us.” She walks her fingers up his chest before nipping at his bottom lip. “Then we wouldn’t have been able to…”

“Eww,” I look away with disgust before taking Reed’s hand and walking towards my brother’s cottage.

Rowan opens the door before we make it there, a spit-up towel tossed over his shoulder, stains that look oddly like milk peppering his t-shirt, and a baby monitor in his right hand as he checks his watch on his left wrist. “We’re a little behind schedule. Bedtime for Princess Sophia is marked at nine-thirty-two.”

Addison appears beside him, smiling as she pats his shoulder. “It’s babysitting our godchild. Not a boot camp, Row Row.”

Loxley giggles. “Thanks again for getting us out of the house.”

“It’s no problem,” Addison says softly. “We got so many baby cuddles and the babbling?! Oh, I love it!” She scrubs a hand across her chin before lifting a finger. “Also, Rowan checked your mailbox earlier. You guys had a lot of letters piled up.”

The new parents wince. Atlas scratches at the back of his neck as Lox sighs. “Yeah, we’ve kinda been ignoring our responsibilities outside of parenthood.”

“Want to come inside for some coffee?” Atlas tosses the suggestion out, and everyone agrees before we pile inside.

The living room is usually littered with plastic, brightly colored toys, but it seems that Rowan has worked his magic yet again, cleaning the place spotless except for the tummy time mat that rests in the center of the floor. The kitchen is sparkling too, and the pile of letters looks like a daunting mass in the pristine area.

“You didn’t have to do this,” Lox says, but I can see the appreciation in her eyes.

“You know it’s no trouble,” Addison smiles as she leans over the kitchen island.

“I enjoyed getting to organize,” Rowan shrugs as he stands behind his wife and rubs his hand along her spine.

Atlas steps in front of the coffee bar, already working on scooping the grinds into the filter as Reed takes me in his arms. I smile up at him as Lox shuffles through the letters.

“Oh, this one is pretty,” my sister-in-law boasts before ripping into it. She unfolds some expensive-looking, thick paper and her eyes skim the lines. Her face falls.

“What’s wrong?” Addison asks.

The whole house goes utterly quiet as Lox blinks before sliding the paper over to us.

Together with their families,

Liam and Bailey Moore

joyfully invite you to celebrate their wedding day as they begin their forever together.

Please join us for an evening of love, laughter, and cherished memories.

January 10th

Regal Gardens

Uptown. 120076 Crescent Ct, Dallas, TX

We look forward to celebrating with you!

It’s so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I reread the lines over and over again, waiting to see if anything changes.

It doesn’t.

“That’s in less than two months,” Reed whispers.

Rowan straightens, his jaw shifting. “Has anyone seen Dom or Theo the last few days?”

Collectively, we all glance at each other because no. Not a single one of us has seen them.

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