“Wait... why isn’t it safe for Sunday, but it’s safe for Eden?” Moira asked, voice heavy with suspicion. Then she jumped to her feet. “Sunday Amadeus Fallon, are you pregnant?”
Sunday’s cheeks turned pink. “Yes. I just found out this morning. I wasn’t ready to tell everyone yet, Caleb.”
“Too bad. You know the rules.”
She sighed and adjusted her hat. “Fine. But you’d better keep me in virgin daiquiris for the rest of this trip.”
“That I can do.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheek.
“Help me! They’ve gone feral!” Remi shouted as he ran across the pool deck with two fluffy little wolf pups at his heels. “Ouch! OW! No! No bite. Do NOT bite Daddy!”
I pressed my hand to my mouth to keep my laugh from escaping.
Ben appeared around the corner. “W-what the h-hell is w-wrong with you? P-pick them up. Th-they’re smaller th-than y-you.”
“They’re fast and—ouch, fuck, shit—they have sharp teeth!”
“Fuck!” Dahlia’s oldest chirped. “Shit!”
“Language!” Kai bellowed from the hot tub. Then he turned to Remi. “Seriously, Mercer. You’ve got to watch your feckin’ mouth around my sons. They’re like little sponges.”
“You know, I wasn’t sure about this lazy river thing, but now that I see what’s happening out there, you had the right idea,brother,” Pan said as he and Asher came around the bend on their tandem inner tube, his tail acting as their rudder.
“When are you going to learn to trust me? I always have good ideas.” Asher clinked his glass with his brother’s and then took a drink of his cocktail.
“Always? That’s a bit of a stretch, don’t you think, Asher?” Tor called, climbing out of the pool and looking every inch the Viking demigod he was. Then his brother appeared behind him, and my mouth went dry. One of them was eye candy. The two together? A veritable feast.
“Did you forget you’re spoken for, wildflower?” Grim murmured as he came up behind me, his shadows wrapping around my hips while he tugged me into his hard chest.
“I’m a succubus, I can’t help it.”
“Mmm, I see. Perhaps I need to take you into the cabana and give you a little refresher.”
“I doubt it would be little.”
He grinned. “Good girl.”
Caspian must have recovered from his showdown with the crocodile because he swaggered over with two drinks in hand, one already mostly empty. “I can’t decide if I prefer the lava flow to the piña colada. On one hand, rum. On the other hand... Wait, I had another hand.”
“And I think that’s enough of those for you,” Dahlia called, gesturing for Kai to take the pirate’s drinks away.
“You know, I think I need another myself,” I said, looking to Grim.
He nodded, pressing a kiss to my lips. “I’ll be right back.”
Plopping myself back in my chair, I sighed as I took in the scene. All of us, happy, thriving, with families of our own. We’d bested the horsewomen, saved the world more times than we could count, and lived to tell the tale.
“Do you guys ever wish we didn’t remember everything that happened? You know, that the angels wiped our memories like they did with the humans?” I asked as our kids played with their dads.
Sunday shook her head. So did Dahlia.
“Remembering what we’ve been through is what makes this life so sweet,” Sunday said.
“We fought hard for our happy endings,” Dahlia added.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
“It’s important that we make a point to celebrate it,” Sunday said.