Page 75 of Under the Dragon's Spell

"Believe me, I know." I punched him playfully on the arm because he was so easy to be around. "You'll find it. Maybe you should take out an ad in a paper."

He laughed. "I'll leave crazy ideas like that to my mother and Tyrel, thank you. I see enough insanity just living in Vegas."

"You live in Vegas?"

He shrugged as we reached the dining room. "You can be a bit weird there without people taking too much notice."

"I see."

"Hey, Adrian," Tyrel's father spoke up, distracting me from Kylan. "Are the twins identical or fraternal?"

Sitting at the table, Tyrel groaned. "They're identical, but he won't admit it."

I rolled my eyes. "Because they're not. You just need to pay more attention. You switched them up again."

"I didn't."

"Yeah, you did."

Tyrel sipped at his tea, probably well aware that he couldn't win this argument. "You put them down next time, then."

"Oh, no, you're not getting out of this so easily."

"They look pretty identical to me," Kylan spoke up.

"Taryn's bigger," Tyrel's mother said.

"Thank you!" Finally someone had my back in this. But before we could continue the argument, I heard one of the babies cry in the nursery and I rushed to him before he could wake up his brother. I picked Eric up and hushed him, slowly walking back toward the dining room, rocking him in my arms.

"Look at your crazy family there. They're all here to see you," I whispered peering into my son's dark eyes. Eyes he'd inherited from his father. Taryn had them, too. "You're going to be a heart breaker one day," I told him. "Just like your other daddy."

He made a quiet noise that I decided to take as agreement. I smiled at him, and went to introduce my baby to his family, feeling prouder than I had in my entire life.

I'd joked about the way I'd met Tyrel to Kylan earlier, and responding to a newspaper ad definitely wasn't the most traditional way to find a partner, but to end up here?

I would do it all over again.

The End