Page 143 of Sexting the Silverfoxes
“Together,” Tashi echoed.
That’s what we did now. Everything together.
I looked at my brothers—Orion, already mentally redesigning the hotel’s security systems to accommodate three children, and Leo, probably sketching nursery designs in his head—both of them transformed by joy, different men from the ones who had met Tashi six months ago.
And Tashi was carrying the three lives we had created together.
Our family.
Unconventional. Complicated. Perfect.
“Maui tomorrow,” Orion said, his CEO voice returning. “I’ll have the jet ready by eight a.m. Marta, you and Neville meet us for dinner tonight—we’ll go over everything you need to know about running the hotel.”
“Already on it,” Marta said, typing rapidly. “Neville’s clearing his schedule.”
“Good.” Orion looked at Tashi. “And you—bed rest for the evening.”
“The doctor didn’t say?—”
“I’m saying it.” His hand pressed gently against her stomach. “You’re carrying three babies. My three babies. You’re resting.”
“Our three babies,” Leo corrected.
I watched Tashi start to argue, then saw the moment she recognized the fear beneath Orion’s commanding tone. The terror of something going wrong. The desperate need to protect what we’d just learned existed.
“Okay,” she said softly. “I’ll rest.”
I guided her to the bed, propping pillows behind her back with the precision I’d learned from field medicine training. Leo disappeared and returned with water and crackers. Orion pulled up a chair, his hand never leaving hers.
Marta watched the drama with barely concealed amusement. “You three are going to be insufferable for the next seven months, aren’t you?”
“Absolutely,” we said in unison.
“Poor Tashi.” But she was smiling. “Lucky Tashi.”
She was right on both counts.
As the sun set over the Vegas Strip, I stood with my brothers, watching Tashi rest, her hand on her stomach where three lives were growing.
Six months ago, we’d nearly lost everything.
Now we had more than we’d ever imagined.
A hotel we’d fought to keep. A reputation we’d rebuilt. A woman we loved beyond reason. And three children we would protect with everything we had.
The Kolykos family tradition continued.
And I couldn’t wait.
