Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
“You all need to work this out and stop stressing her,” Owen barked.
“Thanks, Owen,” she said dryly. “Can we all just relax a bit? I miss Judd trying to feed me vegetables and bossing me around. Hux cuddling me and making me laugh. Beck seeming to read my mind and knowing what I need before I do. I’m so tired. My Little wants her Daddies and I want my guys. Do you think it’s possible that we could get past all of this and just go back to how things were?”
“No,” Beck said gently. “I think we should move forward and make things even better.”
She gave him a grateful smile.
Beck moved over to her. To her shock, he slowly and carefully lifted her up and then settled on the sofa with her on his lap. He hugged her tight, and she felt some of the tension she’d been carrying ease.
Hux moved next to him, picking up her feet. He carefully examined her toe.
“Wiggle it for me.”
She wiggled it back and forth. He sighed dramatically. “It’s the worst case I’ve ever seen.”
“What?” She was aware of Judd rising and moving to where the food was.
“Of littlepiggyitis,” he said. “There’s only one thing for it.”
“Littlepiggyitis? What are you talking about?”
“Here we go.” He grabbed her big toe. “This little piggy went to market. This little piggy stayed at home. This little piggy ate roast beef and this little piggy had none, and this little piggy went wee-wee-wee all the way home.” He tickled along her foot and up her leg to the back of her knee, making her laugh hysterically and lean back into Beck.
“Stop! Stop!”
“Does it feel better?” Hux asked seriously.
“Much! Much better! Please stop!”
“Whew. That was a close one. We almost lost at least one of the piggies.”
“My toes are not piggies.”
“They sure are.”
“Beck, turn her around. She needs to eat.” Judd sat on the coffee table as Beck slid her around on his lap.
“Oh, I’m not sure I need anything.”
Judd just sent her a look. “Tough luck. You’re eating.”
“You’re in trouble now,” Hux sang as he jumped up to get himself a plate of food.
“Why?” she asked. For being honest?
“You basically just told Judd that you like his demanding ways. He’s going to be bossing you around all the time.”
Shoot.
She looked at Judd, who gave her a slow nod back.
Uh-oh.
“Now, open.”
She was too shocked to protest. Instead, she parted her lips and let him feed her some muesli. Beck tightened his arms around her, kissing her cheek gently.
“Good girl for telling us what you need.”
Judd stepped out onto the balcony of the expensive hotel suite.
Chloe was in watching a movie with the others.
Hux stepped out about five minutes later. “Got it sorted.”
“Good.”
He’d pulled the other man aside before the movie started and asked him to find somewhere for them to stay. Somewhere they’d all be comfortable.
“We have a place rented for three weeks. And there’s a service for Littles here, you tell them what they like and they’ll set up a playroom for you.”
“You’ve ordered everything?”
“Yep. But they need a few hours to set it all up.”
Beck and Owen walked out.
“Baby Blue?” he asked.
“She fell asleep,” Owen told him. “She’s exhausted.”
Judd nodded. “Good. She needs to start eating better. I’d rather cook for her myself than keep ordering room service. Then I can be sure of what she’s eating.”
“I’ve ordered plenty of food,” Hux said. “Even the nasty green stuff you like to feed us all the time.”
“They’re called vegetables,” Judd said dryly. “I’m the reason you’re able to go to the bathroom regularly.”
“I’m going to get that on a T-shirt. Judd: The man who makes me poop.”
Dear Lord, help him.
He stared around at them. “You’re all amazing men. Have I told you that recently? I’m glad to have you as my brothers.”
Hux gaped at him. “Uh, no.”
Beck gave him a small smile, while Owen wasn’t giving his thoughts away.
“Well, it’s true. I know I haven’t been much of a brother or leader since Ester left us. I’m ashamed of how I’ve been behaving. I should have done better by all of us.”
“It’s not your fault, Judd,” Beck told him. “You’re a good man too. And I think we’re going to all be okay.”
“All of you just need to learn how to understand women,” Owen said.
They all gaped at him.
The thing is . . . he was serious.
“Right,” Beck said. “Like you do.”
“Yep. I’m the one sleeping in her bed each night.”
Well. They couldn’t argue with that.
They had to be the men she needed. The Daddies she needed.
Simple, right?
53
When Judd parked the car outside the house they’d rented, Beck jumped out and opened the door to where Chloe sat. She was resting against Hux, the lucky bastard.
Her eyes were closed as she was cuddled into his chest.
Beck undid her belt and drew her out, resting her against his chest with an arm under her butt. She nestled into him with her mouth pressed to his neck.