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Five Years Later

W yatt was right. My father had no problems accepting him as my new fiancé, reminding me that all I am is a pawn to my family. A way to increase their wealth and power. Luckily, my sister and I were able to escape that world, me with my sexy lumberjack and her with her bossy mountain man.

"Are you ready for the annual Lumberjack competition?" Wyatt lifts our youngest, Henry, out of his playpen, placing a kiss on his forehead.

Henry is dressed in a red and black plaid shirt and a pair of blue jeans with black suspenders. He's a replica of his father—all he's missing is a beard. At six months old, he's already a heartbreaker, according to the daycare he and the girls go to twice a week while I work at the flower shop.

Our twin girls, Hannah and Heidi, rush into the living room wearing their own identical lumberjack outfits to match Wyatt and Henry. I swear they're four going on fourteen some days.

I'm the only one not dressed like a lumberjack, which is fine with me. The sundress will give Wyatt easy access if we can steal a few minutes alone.

"We're ready, Daddy." The girls say in unison.

"Alright, girls, grab your stuff, and we'll meet you in the car." The girls do as they're told, leaving Wyatt and me alone with Henry. "You look good enough to eat, Wife." Wyatt pulls me to his chest with his free arm, a distracted Henry looking over Wyatt's shoulder out the window.

"You might get your wish. Selena is taking the kids overnight tonight."

"How did you manage that? Isn't she always trying to leave her kids with us so she can have some alone time with her husband?"

"We drew straws." I run my hand over his chest, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt and slipping my hand under the material onto his naked chest. "I might have rigged the outcome."

"Is that so?" He nuzzles my neck, making my knees go weak.

If it was up to me, I'd drop the kids off with Selena now and forget about the lumberjack competition. However, I know how much it means to Wyatt to showcase his skills, especially against his brother, Shaw.

"You know I'd do whatever it takes to get you alone. Perhaps even try for a little brother or sister for Henry so he'll have a playmate closer to his own age."

"Are you sure?" Wyatt holds me tighter. He's always wanted a big family.

"I'm positive." I place my lips against his, showing him in that one kiss how much I love him. "I love you." I break the kiss and whisper against his lips.

"I love you, too." I could stay wrapped in his arms forever, but right on cue, a horn honks, reminding us that the girls are impatiently waiting to go to the festival and meet up with their cousins. "We'll finish this later."

True to his word, we finished it later, much, much later, before we both fell into an exhausted heap on our bed, successfully creating a little brother for Henry and the girls.

-The End-