It’s Tuesday, and we are working the morning shift.
“How’s your man?”
“Good. Working.” I shrug and dive back into my chart.
“How long does he work anyway? I know nothing about what those guys do during the week.”
“Well, it varies. Yesterday they trained in the morning and then watched films and had meetings the rest of the day. He didn’t get home until about eight last night.”
“Wow, long days.”
“Yeah, it’ll be the same today. They’re working extra hard since they all took last week off.”
“Cool.” She smiles encouragingly.
The phone at my elbow rings, and I pick it up. “Pediatric Oncology, this is Megan.”
“Hey, Meg, this is Lyle in security. Just wanted to give you the heads-up that Mr. Montgomery is on his way up to you.”
I frown and turn toward the elevators as I hear them ding and see Will walk off, grinning from ear to ear, heading straight for me.
“Thanks, Lyle.” I hang up and cross to Will. “What’s up?”
He just hugs me, pulling me off my feet, and spins me in a circle, and then kisses me like crazy, in front of everyone.
Every. One.
“Uh, Will, I’m working.” I laugh and pull back, confused, but pleased with how excited he looks. “What is going on with you?”
“Stacy had the baby this morning. I just came from there.” He’s so proud.
“Oh! That’s awesome! How are they?”
“Perfect. Stace is tired, but she did great. The baby is tiny and adorable, and Isaac can’t stop staring at him. I’d call him a pussy, but I can’t blame him. The little guy is great.”
“I’m so happy, for all of you.” I run my hands down his chest, but I catch the quick frown between his eyes before it’s replaced by his handsome smile.
“Thank you. So, I was in the neighborhood and wanted to stop by.”
“I’m so glad you did. I can’t wait to congratulate them.”
“They’ll all be at Mom and Dad’s on Sunday, but you’re welcome to stop in and see them later today. I think they’ll be in the hospital until Thursday.”
“Okay, I will. For sure. I got them some gifts I can’t wait to give them.”
“You did?” He grins again, delighted with me.
“Of course.” I shrug shyly. “New babies need new things. Plus, you’ll approve of what I got.”
“What is it?”
“Baby Seahawks gear. He’ll be all decked out on Sunday to cheer on his Uncle Will.”
Will’s eyes go soft, and he pulls me to him and kisses me again, softly, brushing his lips over mine, and I don’t care who sees. He buries his fingers in my hair and holds on tight as he devours me with his lips.
He smells good. Musky and clean.
He smells of Will.
“I love you,” he whispers against my lips.
“Backatcha,” I respond, and he smiles again.
“I have to get back to the team for meetings the rest of the day. I’ll see you tonight?” He raises a brow in question, and I smile.
“I’ll be there.”
“Great.” He kisses me one last time, hard, and then turns to walk back to the elevator. “Later.”
“Later.” I wave and watch him disappear into the elevator.
“Oh yeah,” Jill murmurs with humor behind me. “He’s good. Damn, girl.”
I just sigh and nod in agreement. “Yeah, he’s good.”
Chapter Eighteen
Apparently, losing a game makes Will a wee bit grumpy.
Or a lot grumpy.
We’re driving to his parents’ home after the game this morning, and he’s unusually quiet.
I was at the game today, in his private sky box with Nat and Jules and the guys. It was fun. Until the end of the fourth quarter. We were up by three points against Arizona, but in the last two minutes, Will threw an interception, and the guy ran it in for a touchdown.
Will was off his game most of the day. I could see it. He just wasn’t himself.
The others went on ahead to the Montgomerys’ house, and I hung back to wait for Will to give a couple of interviews and take a shower. He’d hugged me when he saw me, but he hasn’t said much.
What the hell am I supposed to say?
I don’t know.
So I just reach over and take his hand in mine, link our fingers and kiss his hand, then rest them in my lap.
That earns me a half smile.
He pulls into his parents’ drive, parks and opens the door for me. It’s an unseasonably warm fall day.
“I smell rain,” I say casually.
“I hope not. Grilling in the rain sucks.”
“You live in Seattle. Grilling in the rain is the norm.”
He smirks and leads me around his parents’ house to the backyard, and I gasp. Holy shit, his dad must put in hours and hours each week into this yard. Even in the fall, when most of the flowers have died and the leaves are turning, it’s a sight to behold, with paths and benches and fruit trees.
“This is gorgeous.”
He looks back and grins. There he is.
“Yeah, Dad works hard on it.”
“I can tell.”
“They’re here!” a little girl of about five years old shrieks and jumps up and down. She’s in a Seahawks jersey and jeans, her long raven hair braided down her back. And, suddenly, her mirror image is standing next to her.
“Well, hello there.” I smile down at the sweet little girls.
“Hi,” they say in unison, smiling widely at us.
“Meg, this is Josie and Maddie. They’re Brynna’s daughters.”
Everyone looks up from what they’re doing and waves, and I just stand here and look about the backyard in awe.
It looks like some sort of beautiful-people convention.
Seriously.
“Come help me grill, son! Grab a beer.” Will’s dad is manning the grill, wearing a Chillin’ and Grillin’ apron and wielding a long metal spatula. Most of the guys are near the grill, either standing with Steven or sitting at a nearby table.
What is it with men and grilling?
The women are scattered on the covered patio, in small groups chatting and laughing, holding babies, sipping drinks.
Holy shit, I didn’t know that family gatherings like this existed.
“Sure, Dad, let me just introduce Meg around.” He grins down at me and links his fingers with mine reassuringly.
“I don’t think I should be here,” I whisper up to him.
He scowls and leans down to kiss my dimple. “You definitely should be here,” he whispers in my ear. He straightens and leads me to the patio. “You know most everyone. My ugly brothers are over there.” He points to his brothers, including Luke and Nate, who all grin and wave. Fuck, they’re all hot.
“You know my mom and dad and the girls.” Again with more smiles and waving. “And that’s Luke’s mom and dad, Neil and Lucy. That couple wandering through the trees are Stacy’s parents, and Brynna’s parents are sitting with my mom. And that big guy that looks like Nate with my dad at the grill is Nate’s dad, Rich.”
I’m completely overwhelmed.
“Hi, everyone.” I smile and wave at the group as a whole, and they all smile and wave back. They are a sea of green and blue, all decked out in Seahawks gear, or just wearing the appropriate colors.
Except Nate, who’s wearing a black T-shirt and faded blue jeans, his hair down, tattooed arm wrapped around Jules’ waist, and he’s whispering in her ear, making her laugh.
“I think Meg could use a drink.” Caleb steps forward and holds out a beer. He has kind blue eyes and an effing killer body.
Of course, he’s a SEAL.
“Yes, Meg could,” I agree and take the beer from him. “Thanks.”
“Come sit with us,” Natalie calls, her daughter, Olivia, on her shoulder. She is sitting with Brynna, Samantha and Stacy in outdoor couches at the far end of the pat
io.
“I’ll be over there.” I wink at Will and turn to go, but he holds on to my hand and pulls me against him, swinging our linked hands behind my back, and kisses me, long and slow, in front of all of these people.
“Get a fucking room!” Caleb calls out.
“Watch your damn mouth!” Will’s mom, Gail, yells at him, making us all laugh.
“What was that for?” I ask him.
“Because I can.” He winks and walks over to his dad. “That’s no way to grill a steak, old man.”
“Here,” Brynna scoots over on the couch, making room for me, and hands me the newest Montgomery, Liam. “He’s wearing your outfit, so you hold him.”
I glance up at Stacy, who is lounging comfortably next to Natalie. “Do you mind?”
“Of course not. Babies are passed around this family all day. Get used to it.” She grins at her son lovingly as I take him from Brynna and cradle him in my arms.
He has a Seattle beanie on his little head, matching the adorable onesie that looks like a jersey with the number eight on the front, tucked into the tiniest blue jeans I’ve ever seen, and all wrapped up in a blue and green blanket.
“That is the most adorable baby football outfit, Meg,” Stacy says. “Thank you.”
“Oh you’re welcome. I couldn’t resist it. But the girls are absolutely precious.” Sophie, Isaac and Stacy’s older daughter, and Nat’s Olivia are in matching green and blue tulle tutus and green and blue hair bows almost as big as their heads.
“Stacy made the tutus.” Natalie grins and pats her daughter’s back.
“There’s not much you can do when you’re a thousand months pregnant,” Stacy remarks with a frown. “I was bored out of my mind.”
“That must have been a challenge with a one-year-old.” I pull Liam up onto my chest, and he nestles down under my chin, sighs, and goes right back to sleep.
“It was, but Isaac was great. He was able to work mostly from home, and I had my mom and Brynna, and Nat and Jules, so I was never alone for long.”
Luke joins us, kisses his daughter’s cheek and then his wife’s lips. “Want me to take her?”
“Sure.” Nat hands the sleepy, dark-haired baby to Luke and grins as he murmurs to the baby and walks back over to the guys.
“He’s hot with a baby,” Brynna remarks with a sigh.
“He’s just hot,” Stacy replies. “Sorry, Nat.”
“Puke,” Samantha remarks and makes a gagging noise. “That’s my brother, girls. And why does he always get to hold the baby? He hogs her.”
“Because she comes from my loins,” Luke calls back, having heard Sam.
“Oh God, don’t talk about your loins. I’m going to throw up.”
“Don’t be sorry, Stace. You’re right.” Natalie laughs. “Although, I think all the guys here are pretty hot.”
I nod and look over at Will. He’s frowning, hanging back from the others, deep in thought. He’s beating himself up about today. How do I get him out of this mood? I purse my lips, rubbing Liam’s little back, and then it hits me.
With a grin, I balance Liam on my chest and pull my phone out of my pocket, and send Will a text.
Would the thought of me sucking your cock in the car on the way home cheer you up?
I hit Send and kiss the baby’s head, half-listening to the girls chatting around me. My eyes are on Will when he pulls his phone out of his pocket to check it. His lips twitch, and his eyes meet mine from across the patio, and then his thumbs are moving across the screen.
My phone vibrates with his response. Are you wearing panties?
It makes me smile. I love how it turns him on that I don’t often wear underwear.
No.
He raises an eyebrow and pins me with a hot look, then focuses on his phone again.
“Meg, how was New Orleans?” Jules asks as she joins us, Sophie on her hip. The baby is playing with Jules’ phone.
“It was so great,” I respond and feel my phone vibrate.
Can I bury my fingers deep in your pussy while you suck me off?
“What did you guys do while you were there?” Brynna asks as one of her daughters, I’m not sure which one, climbs onto her lap.
I’m surrounded by children, and I’m sending X-rated texts to my boyfriend.
Yes please.
“Ate a ton of food, took in a bunch of music, wandered around the city. I wanted to go on a ghost tour, but Will was chicken.”
“I heard that,” he calls from across the patio.
“I wasn’t trying to hide it,” I call back, and everyone laughs.
“I’ve always wanted to go there,” Stacy remarks. “Isaac and I will have to go sometime.”
“You should.” I nod. “It’s a lot of fun. And warm, which was fantastic.”
Just for that last remark, I’m going to spank your ass when I’m inside you tonight.
“You got a nice tan.” Jules sets Sophie on her feet, and she toddles over to me before I can respond to Will’s text. I look up at him and nod. Hell yes!
He just laughs and takes a pull on his beer.
“Baby!” Sophie points a tiny finger up at her little brother.
“Is this your baby brother, sweet girl?” I ask her, earning a big, slobbery smile that shows off four front teeth.
“Baby.” She holds her hands up, trusting that I’ll pick her up, so I cradle Liam in my left arm and lift Sophie up to sit on my right leg. “Baby.” She points at him again and then sticks her tiny finger in her mouth.
“Yes, this is baby Liam. Isn’t he sweet?” I kiss her smooth cheek, then blow a raspberry on her neck, making her laugh.
“Meg, look up and smile.” I raise my head at Nat’s voice and smile for her camera. The woman doesn’t go far without that thing. Even Sophie is so used to seeing a lens that she poses for the camera, too.
“Dinner’s ready, everyone,” Gail calls.
The guys help her set bowls of salads and fruits on the long buffet table next to the house, while Steven piles steak and chicken on platters.
The food is abundant and delicious.
“This is the last time this year we’ll grill. Until next summer, we’ll have family gatherings catered. It’s a lot of work to feed all of us,” Natalie tells me as she stands and takes Sophie from me, planting her on her curvy hip.
“I can see that,” I respond and kiss Liam’s head again.
“Meg, you look good wearing a baby,” Luke remarks as he joins his wife, Olivia asleep against his muscular chest.
“So do you.” I wink at him, and he laughs.
“Stop flirting with my brother-in-law.” Will scowls as he joins me.
I stand and hand him the baby. “I’m not flirting. I’m just paying extra attention to someone who’s very attractive,” I reply seriously, my eyes wide and earnest, trying to hold the grin in.
Luke smirks and kisses his wife as Will’s scowl deepens. “He’s not attractive. He’s family.”
I laugh, hard, grab my stomach and practically double over. “Will,” I gasp. “Have you seen your family? You all look like you stepped out of an Abercrombie ad.”
“Do not,” he mutters and kisses Liam’s tiny head.
“Yeah, you do.” Natalie nods. “It’s a nice family to be a part of.”
“See?”
“So getting spanked later,” he whispers to me as we join the others to eat.
“Dude, give me my kid.” Isaac holds his hands out for the baby. “And I know he’s the size of a football, but don’t pass him off to the wrong guy. You seem to have issues with that today.”
“Fuck you, Isaac,” Will growls as he gingerly hands the baby to his oldest brother.
“Mouth!” Gail snaps.
“You’re an asshole,” Will mutters at Isaac so their mother can’t hear them.
“I was just giving you a hard time. Too soon?”
“Too soon.”
“What was the issue today, man?” Matt asks, now that the subject has been b
rought up, and Will sighs, runs his hands down his face and sits heavily in a chair, staring down at his full plate of food.
“It was just an off day,” he mumbles. “I think we took too long off last week.”
I bite my lip. We were on vacation last week.
“Stop it.” He catches my attention, his eyes fierce. “This is not your fault. I just should have taken advantage of the hotel gym when we were gone.”
“It’s okay, bro. Next week.” Caleb claps him on the shoulder and sits next to him with a full plate.
And just like that, the subject is dropped. Conversation continues around us, the twins run and play in the yard, babies fuss.
It’s loving, amazing, wonderful chaos.
And I can’t believe I’m here.
“Hey.” Jules nudges my leg under the table and leans in to chat with me so only I can hear. “Have you heard from Leo?”
“No,” I whisper to her.
“Not at all?” she whispers back.
I shake my head and keep my eyes on my food.
“How long?”
“Three years,” I whisper.
“I’m sure his number hasn’t changed.”
I meet her worried blue eyes with my own. “Neither has mine.”
She nods and takes a bite of potato salad. “Good point.”
I look up in time to see Brynna and Caleb share a look, then quickly turn away from each other. What’s going on there? They’re obviously attracted to each other, but they don’t really interact. They just watch each other.
I’ll have to ask Will later.
“So, let’s talk wedding.” Jules claps her hands and bounces a bit in her chair while the guys all groan.
“Can’t you and the girls talk about the wedding later, when we can escape to watch football or something?” Caleb asks, earning a glare from Jules.
“No. We’re less than a month away. Besides, I don’t have much. Alecia is handling most of it all anyway.” She takes a drink of wine and pulls out a list, causing the guys to all groan again, and I can’t help but giggle.
“The date, as you all know, is October twelfth. Six in the evening. You have invitations with the address and all that crap.” She takes another drink as we all listen, the guys fidgeting. “Since it’s just Luke and Nat in the wedding, this is going to be easy on all of you. Dress nice, don’t give us any gifts, and come ready to party.”
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