Page 66 of Silver Spoon Falls, Vol. I

MORGAN

Nine-ish months later

“I’m still debating killing your asshole husband,” my all-bark and no-bite brother grumbles, but the tears in his eyes as he holds my newborn daughter close to his chest give away his true feelings.

“Ever since you started puking from morning sickness at your goddamn wedding, I’ve been planning my revenge. ”

“Oh, come on.” I blow a stray hair out of my face and sit back against the cool hospital sheets. “We’d already been married for six weeks.” I remind him that it took us over a month to put together our fancy wedding in Silver Spoon Falls. “You can’t be upset that I was already pregnant.”

“Yes, I can,” my brother grumbles without heat. “That big bastard took you away from me, so I can hold a grudge as long as I like.” He sounds like a petulant toddler.

“Get over yourself.” Speak of the devil.

My caveman comes walking into the hospital room with his boss.

Giant has his mammoth arms wrapped around a pink teddy bear that’s easily six feet tall, while Grizz carries three pink glittery bags with balloons hanging from the handles.

“We all know I grew on you and you love me like a brother.”

“More like a fungus,” my brother mutters under his breath and makes a cooing face at Arina.

“Sorry to hear you got the dreaded fungus.” Giant glances over at me and winks. The big lug just can’t help himself. He lives to give both Miles and Grizz hell.

I look over and find my husband snapping pictures of Miles with the sappy look on his face. “What the fuck?” My brother looks up and catches him. Oops. He wasn’t fast enough.

“I thought the team Instagram page would love to see you enjoying your new niece.” My caveman doesn’t pull off innocent well. In fact, he kinda resembles the cat who ate the canary right now.

“Over my dead body.” My brother stands with Arina in his arms and lets Giant get a quick peek at our daughter before he steps next to the bed and hands me my newborn.

“We can arrange that,” Grizz says without heat. “This is for you from all the men at work.” He drops the three large gift bags on the edge of my bed.

“And this guy is from me,” Giant cuts in, pointing to the massive stuffed animal sitting in one of the hospital chairs.

“You shouldn’t have.” My husband scowls at his boss.

“I know.” Giant isn’t the least bit put out. “But it was a two-for-one. I got to buy my goddaughter the biggest bear in Silver Spoon Falls and annoy the fuck out of you all in one shot.”

“Wait a fucking minute.” My brother’s roar fills the large hospital suite. “I’m her godfather.”

Both men look over at me imploringly. Oh heck. Not this again. Ever since I puked my guts up at our wedding, they have been dropping hints about why each should be the baby’s godfather. Luckily, my husband had a great idea to handle the situation.

“We want you both to be co-godfathers to Arina.” I look between the two men, wondering how long it will take for them to argue who’s the best godfather.

“There’s no doubt I’ll be her favorite godfather.” Giant wins the prize with my brother close on his heels.

“Oh, hell no. I already bought her a pair of pink sparkly ice skates. She’s going to like me best.” I’ve seen the ice skates. They are a women's size eight. My daughter won’t be wearing them for years, but I keep that little tidbit to myself.

“I bought her a man-sized pink teddy bear.” My husband’s large boss sputters.

“When do you think I should tell them that I bought her a baby pink Hummer?” My husband sits on the bed next to me and wraps his arms around my shoulders.

That’s a subject for another day. A touchy subject.

If I live to be one hundred, I’ll never figure out how he thought buying a fetus an eighty-five-thousand-dollar vehicle was a good idea.

At least I have a big vehicle to borrow when the weather is bad, which I’m sure played into my husband’s thinking.

“Let them fight it out for a while, then you can break it to them.” I snuggle into his strong embrace, enjoying the entertainment.