by Amy Daws
Our mouths break apart, but I’m still inside of her, pulsing and groaning as I empty everything I have into my wife.
My life.
My Indie.
CHAPTER 4
Cocky Homecoming
Camden
We’re back in London just in time for the weekly Harris Sunday dinner. Indie and I can’t stop smiling the entire drive out to Dad’s house. As far as weddings go, there is no way any couple in the whole world could have enjoyed themselves more than we did in Scotland.
When we walk in through the kitchen, I see my family out back in the garden. Tanner, Booker, and Gareth are doting over our niece, Rocky, who’s playing with a football in the grass while Booker’s pregnant girlfriend, Poppy, sits at the nearby picnic table with Dad, Belle, Vi, and Vi’s fiancé, Hayden. Everyone is here. Everyone is always here. Harris Sunday dinners are sacred. They are the one constant we all have regardless of how busy we are or how much our family is changing. And seeing the huge changes that have been happening as of late, I’m certain that our news won’t be that big of a surprise.
Vi sees us come out back and gives us a jovial wave. “Hiya, guys.”
Everyone looks at us expectantly, as if they instinctually know we have something to share.
“You’re pregnant,” Tanner bellows, shaking his head knowingly.
“I’m not pregnant,” I reply, rolling my eyes at him.
He rolls his eyes right back at me. “I mean Indie’s pregnant.”
“She’s not pregnant,” I retort, quietly adding, “Yet.”
“What?” Vi asks, her brows furrowed in confusion.
I inhale a deep breath. “Well, first comes love…Then comes marriage.”
“You got married?” Vi squeals, shooting up from the table.
I nod. “We eloped this weekend. I’d like to introduce you all to the new Mrs. Indie Harris.”
My family erupts into cheers and they all rush over and sweep us into one big hug. Even my brother Gareth, who has been a moody sod for months now, seems genuinely happy for us. I look around and wonder why Tanner hasn’t lifted me over his shoulders like the mental patient he is. It’s then that I see him standing on the outside of our hug, his arms crossed over his chest with a pouty scowl on his face.
Booker rolls his eyes and attempts to yank Tanner into the group, but Tanner resists. I move past Indie, but Tanner turns his back on me when he sees me approaching and loudly says, “Booker, would you tell Camden that I’m not speaking to him?”
Booker frowns at me and replies, “He’s standing right here and can clearly hear you, so no, I’m not telling him that.”
Tanner narrows his eyes at our youngest brother and shoves him hard in the shoulder. He re-crosses his arms and juts his chin up into the air. “Would you tell him that he had a lot of nerve getting engaged without telling me first, but to go off and get married without me by his side is total bollocks and completely unforgivable.”
Tanner’s voice breaks on the last word, and I have to cover my mouth to stop myself from bursting into laughter. Indie winces at his reaction, but I place a reassuring hand on her arms to soothe her.
“Tanner, come on now. It was an important decision for us.” I move to grab his shoulder, but he recoils away from me.
“Tell my former twin brother that I won’t speak to him for the rest of my life.” Tanner’s voice wobbles as he crosses his arms and turns his back on me again.
“Tanner!” I shout his name in frustration. “We had our reasons.”
“I don’t care!” he bellows and Belle strides over shaking her head at him.
She hits him with a dark, warning stare. “You’re being ridiculous.”
“Wife!” Tanner exclaims, dropping his arms and stomping his foot like a petulant child. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”
“No,” she retorts. “You’re being obnoxious. Our best friends just got married. We should be happy for them or at least fake it until our egos recover.”
With a heavy sigh, Tanner turns and looks at me, shaking his head gloomily. I move in and wrap my arms around his shoulders, squeezing him tight to me. “I only married Indie so quickly because now we can have our babies together, bro.”
His eyes fly wide. “What?” he exclaims. “What are you talking about?”
“Ask Belle what she and Indie have planned for our futures and tell me it doesn’t sound brilliant. We can start our families together, Tan.”
Tanner looks at Belle with childlike excitement spread all over his face. “Our kids can be best mates and learn how to play with balls together like we did!”
I nod knowingly. “And play football together.”
“This changes everything!” Tanner bellows, clapping his hands together in anticipation.
Belle shakes her head. “You are aware that medically there’s a high probability that Indie and I won’t conceive in the exact same month. Who knows what our fertility cycles are like. Not to mention, I’m a bit older than Indie, so my egg quality is slightly lower.”
“Oh, Wife,” Tanner cuts her off with a hearty slap on her arse. “Would you stop being a doctor for one minute and just dream with us?”
“Yeah,” I add, pulling my bride under my arm. “Besides, Harris Brothers have super sperm. If we will them, they will come.”
Tanner hoots with laughter and high-fives me. “Classic pun, bro!”
“And not at all cocky,” Indie says with a great big smile meant just for me.
THE END
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MORE BOOKS BY AMY DAWS
The London Lovers/Lost in London Series:
Becoming Us: Finley’s Story Part 1
A Broken Us: Finley’s Story Part 2
London Bound: Leslie’s Story
Not the One: Reyna’s Story
That One Moment: Hayden & Vi’s Story
The Harris Brothers Series:
A spin-off series featuring the football-playing Harris Brothers!
Challenge: Camden’s Story
Endurance: Tanner’s Story
Keeper: Booker’s Story
Surrender & Dominate: Gareth’s Duet
Wait With Me: A Tire Shop Rom Com
Pointe of Breaking: A College Dance Standalone by Amy Daws & Sarah J. Pepper
Chasing Hope: A Mother’s True Story of Loss, Heartbreak,
and the Miracle of Hope
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Amy Daws is an Amazon Top 25 bestselling author of sexy, contemporary romance novels. She enjoys writing love stories that take place in America, as well as across the pond in England; especially about those footy-playing Harris Brothers of hers. When Amy is not writing in a tire shop waiting room, she’s watching Gilmore Girls, or singing karaoke in the living room with her daughter while Daddy smiles awkwardly from a distance.
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