Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“I’ll do what I can to help with anything you need.”
“Miss Hawthorne?” the receptionist calls out. “We’re ready for you.”
“They’re ready for us.” I reach for the hand of the man I love. “Let’s go see how beautiful our baby is.”
He kisses my palm as we both stand. “Or babies.”
EPILOGUE
Delia
Six Months Later
“A magician named Clever almost made Mommy disappear off of a cruise ship right around the time you were conceived,” I say to my swollen belly.
“What in the ever loving fuck are you talking about?” Callum laughs. “I thought food poisoning was the worst thing you dealt with on that trip. Now, you’re saying you were almost kidnapped by someone named Clever? Is that right? Clever? What the hell kind of name is that?”
“Not a great one.” Donovan strolls into the main living room with a tray of drinks in his hands. “I’ve got beer, and wine. Bianca brought a pitcher of that stellar punch she makes and there’s chilled water here, too.”
“Punch for me, please!” Georgie’s hand darts into the air.
“Me too!” Dora follows that up by grabbing a glass filled with the colorful liquid from the tray.
I smile when I realize Donovan added small pink umbrellas to the glasses for the girls. He thinks of everything.
“You’re going to pop soon.” Nikita approaches where I’m sitting on my couch. “I brought some extra chocolate to tide you over until our sweetheart arrives.”
Our sweetheart. Our beautiful daughter, Grace Marion Hunt, will be in my arms not long from now.
Donovan and I agreed without question that we’d name her after the woman who influenced my life so deeply. Marion is in honor of his mom who has proven time and time again why she’s a hero to both of her sons.
She’s on her way here from the airport now with Victor. Unfortunately, Barry couldn’t make it because he injured his ankle on a hike, but he’ll visit soon. He promised Donovan as much during a phone call last night.
I suggested that Donovan go meet Victor and Marion’s flight, but he told me that his brother wanted more time alone with their mom.
This is the fourth time he’s seen her since they reconnected shortly after Donovan saw him at his office in Boston.
We’ve traveled there together once, and hosted Victor here in our penthouse twice before he purchased Donovan’s townhouse as a base for whenever he visits Manhattan, or their mom makes the trek from Montana to see us.
Mr. Winters laughed when he spotted the twins together in the lobby of our building. Victor recognized him immediately and they shared memories over the course of a few hours and a cup of coffee.
The following day, I let Victor have the honor of giving Mr. Winters a personalized copies of Nicholas Wolf’s entire collection because I knew it would hold even more meaning if Victor handed the books to him.
A knock at the door lures everyone’s gaze in that direction. Roman is closest so he sprints toward it.
“It’s not them,” he announces less than a minute later from the foyer. “It’s Matt and his beautiful fiancée.”
They enter the room together hand-in-hand.
Faith’s locks are back to a light shade of pink. The day she did that, Dora asked for pink hair, too. Bianca compromised by dying the ends pink with a temporary rinse that was gone the next time Dora took a shower.
It was exactly what my niece needed because now she swears she’ll stick with her brown hair forever.
“You thought we were the Hunts?” Matthew shakes his head. “I guess it’s safe to say Victor is the slow twin.”
Donovan laughs. “Is that a thing?”
“It’s a thing.” Georgie nods. “Dora is the slow twin.”
“Um, what?” Dora glances at her sister.
“Add Roman to that list,” Matt quips.
Nikita laughs. “Remind me not to fall in love with an identical twin.”
“You can’t control love like that.” Bianca winks. “I had no intention of falling for a twin, and I did.”
“Same,” Faith says with a light laugh.
“Add me to that list.” I glance at Donovan to find him smiling.
“No way.” Nikita taps her index finger on her palm. “I’m going to fall in love with a man without any siblings because between all of this and my three brothers, the women they love, and their kids, I have all of the family I’ll ever need.”
“You can never have enough family.” Roman moves to touch her shoulder. “Isn’t that right, Delia?”
I rub my growing belly. I’m wearing one of the maternity dresses that Bianca and Faith purchased for me as soon as I started to show. They invited me on a maternity clothes scavenger hunt at a consignment store that Bianca goes to all the time. I picked out a few outfits and when it came time to pay, they split the amount owing right down the middle.
Grace’s generosity has blessed me financially so it’s still hard to accept gifts, but I’m learning to see the value in being grateful for everything sent my way.