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“Oh, my God.” Hollie gasps. “My brother is an actual swoonbucket.”

“That he is.” My drool is no doubt making another appearance.

“The girl of your dreams being Kate Monroe?” a different reporter asks.

My boyfriend smiles wide and winks at the camera. “Yeah, my girlfriend and mother of my two babies.”

“Wait, two?” another voice shouts from the back.

“Absolutely. Kate Monroe and I are dating, and we’re expecting twins in the spring, right after we get married.”

My jaw hits the floor. I swear it does.

“Oh. My. God.” Hollie elongates each word. “I came over here to help you pick out baby clothes. Now I’m thinking wedding dresses!”

Throwing herself into my arms, her black hair sticks to my cheeks. She pulls back, looking concerned. “Wait, are you okay?”

For the second time since I started dating this man, I sit and wait for me to freak out. For the panic to rise and the urge to run to kick in. But…these tears aren’t anger or hate or anything else I’ve felt for him in the past.

These are tears of relief. To finally know what it feels like to love and be loved in return.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

JENSEN

Hollie

I left about a half hour ago. I thought you guys might want some privacy. I had planned to go baby shopping tomorrow, but maybe it should be dress shopping?!

Mom

Did you just propose on live TV?

Dad

Way to go, son.

Jon

I’ll be over tomorrow with the spare wedding planner I have.

Jessie

Classic Jensen. Can I say congrats yet?

Princess

When will you be home?

Right about now.

I walk into our apartment. Everything has been cleaned and wiped down, and I smile when I see Kate’s sketchpad and pen set on the side.

Slipping off my loafers, trepidation overtakes me, wondering what I’m going to be faced with when I walk into our bedroom and see her.

I want to marry Kate desperately, but my eager brain decided I might as well announce it in front of the entire fucking population.

And once I did, a circus ensued, leaving me no time to check in with anyone, even Kate.