“Can you believe this is our life?” I look from the kids who are all laughing and trying to do as the instructors tell them to my sister, who has the biggest smile on her face. I reach out and take her hand.
“No.” I smile back at her. Our lives have changed so much over the years. Pippa and I were always a family but now we’re so much more. “And to think two grumpy asses helped get us here.” That sends her into a fit of giggles.
“They aren’t so grumpy anymore,” Pippa defends. She’s the world’s worst liar.
“Timber has his moments.” I raise a brow at her. She doesn’t deny it. He might not be grumpy to her, but the man can be a bear. He more stomps around than yells. Kace can cut someone with a look. They both have their own grumpy skills. We both have our ways of dealing with our husbands. In an odd way, we all work really well together as a family unit.
“I’m going to go check on them. They might be making plans to put a moat around our houses.” Pippa’s eyes widen.
“I’m joking.” I stand. “Kind of.” I wouldn’t put it past them.
“Your little girls are ruthless.” I turn to see both my girls have one of their cousins pinned to the mat.
“I think your boys let them get away with murder.” They do. They even cover up the girls’ crimes, taking the blame for them. They really are a mixture of Pippa and Timber.
I’m not sure how our son is going to turn out. I can see both Kace and me in him, but with our girls we’re a split. One is a mini me and the other a mini Kace.
“There is fresh lemonade in the kitchen if you want some,” Pippa says and she goes back to watching the kids. I make my way inside, using the bathroom first. When I come out, one of the instructors—the younger one—is standing there.
“Your girls are adorable,” he tells me. What did he say his name was? James, I think.
“Thanks.” I step aside so he can use the bathroom. Why else would he be standing outside of it?
“I see where they get it.” He takes a step closer to me. His eyes roam over me. I’m in a baggy shirt that belongs to Kace with his university logo across the chest. It’s old and worn. It’s my favorite shirt of his and I wear it all the time. My hair is up in a messy bun and I’m rocking yoga pants I’m betting have some kind of mess on them. I have no idea why this is happening.
“Don’t do this.” I let out a sigh, knowing what is going to happen. My husband is the jealous type. I hate to admit it but it turns me on, too. I already know how this is going to play out. I just don’t want this James kid to end up a casualty to mine and Kace’s hot sex. It’s too late. Kace is all over him. James is pinned to the wall in the blink of an eye. I have no idea where my husband came from. I swear he has some inner alarm that lets him know when another man gets too close to me.
“Don’t kill him.” I watch, waiting for the guy to break Kace’s hold. Isn’t he, like, karate trained or something? Instead the guy looks about to pee himself.
“You know she’s fucking married.”
“Sorry, man,” he stutters.
“Let the kid go.” I pull on Kace’s arm, taking pity on the guy. Plus, I don’t want him peeing himself.
“Get out,” Kace growls before releasing him. The man takes off. I look over to see Timber standing there, watching it all.
“Your wife wants lemonade,” I inform him, knowing I’m not going anywhere. Timber gives a smirk before he nods, letting me know he’s got it as Kace manhandles me back into the restroom.
“I told you about these fucking yoga pants.” He kicks the door shut behind him, flicking the lock.
“We were just going to my sister’s,” I defend. “I’m a hot mess.” I motion to myself. I didn’t think someone was going to hit on me.
“‘Hot’ being the key word there, babe.” Before I know what’s happening, I’m on the sink and my yoga pants are gone.
“Not the shirt!” I push on his chest to stop him before he can rip it.
“I know it’s your favorite.” He slowly takes it off for me. My bra doesn’t make out so lucky.