Page 115 of The Endgame Is You (Rixon Raiders 4)

But they made it look easy. Hailee loved being a mom and Cameron was so good with the kids, I was a tad jealous.

“There’s my beautiful niece.” Hailee approached us. “Where’s my cuddle, Lil?”

“Auntie Ailee.” Lily reached for my sister and I let her go.

“Where’s Cam and Ash?” I asked her, hooking my arm around Fee’s waist.

“The last time I saw Asher, he was trying to wrestle the twins upstairs for a diaper change.”

“That I would pay to see.”

“Babe,” Fee warned, pressing her hand to my stomach. “He’s trying his best. But twins are…” She shuddered.

“Yeah, I can’t even imagine.”

“Good, because I’m done. Two is more than enough for us.” She grinned up at me and I captured her lips in a kiss.

“I’m going to find the men.” In my experience, you needed to stick together at these things, otherwise the little monsters would divide and conquer.

I found Cameron hiding in Hailee’s studio. Ashleigh was asleep on his shoulder. “Hey,” I whispered. “Too much for the birthday girl?”

Lily and Ashleigh were born only days apart, so we usually celebrated together.

“She just crashed like ten minutes ago. I don’t want to disturb her.”

“It’s crazy out there.”

“It’s life.” He took a long pull on his beer. “I can’t believe they’re three already.” He gazed at his daughter.

“How did we end up here, man?”

“End up where?” Asher joined us.

“Here in a house full of screaming kids.”

“Don’t look at me,” he said, perching against the sideboard. “I don’t even know what day it is right now.”

“You should just come home,” Cam suggested. “Move back to Rixon and let your folks help out with the twins.”

“We’re thinking about it.”

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Yeah. Mya’s aunt is sick, and she wants to be closer to her. But we’ve got to think of the kids.”

Mya and Asher had fostered six kids over the last few years. I didn’t know how they did it, but they made it work.

“You can still foster in Rixon.”

“We can, but you know how Mya feels about being in the city.”

“It would be good to have you both back, the kids can grow up together…”

“Fuck, can you imagine?” I liked to live in denial about having daughters… daughters who would one day become teenage girls.

“Do you ever think it’s karma for all the bad shit we did back in the day?” My eyes went to my niece still sleeping soundly on her daddy’s shoulder.

“Karma?” Cam chuckled. “You think having daughters is karma?”