“I can’t imagine the kind of life that woman has,” Mom said, shaking her head sadly.
“Well, it won’t be her life for much longer,” I said, unable to hide my smirk. “Laura and I are going to convince her to stay here. I’ve already got the lawyers working up protection orders. We just need to get her mother to agree, and we’ll be putting her up in the guest house.”
“She may not be willing to do that,” my mom said.
“Oh, she’ll do,” Laura said sternly, walking into the room. “A million dollars? Really, Luke?”
“You heard me?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
“No, my mom told me,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Did you think she wouldn’t?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “Are you mad?”
“That you throw around money like confetti just to make me happy?” Laura shrugged. “I should be. But I’m so glad to have my mom here, I guess I can forgive you this time.”
“I’ll just go help her find our table,” my mom said, patting my wife on the shoulder as she left the room.
“I’m sorry,” I said, when Laura and I were alone. “I know I should have told you.”
“It’s fine. The fact you’d do anything for me means the world to me.” She ran a hand over her belly and smiled. “And now that I know our babies will have both of their grandmas here to love on them and spoil them rotten…well, how can I be angry at you for that.”
“Babies?” I stared at her. “Babies?”
“Oh, do you have the market cornered on secrets, Mr. Malloy?” She grinned. “The doctor appointment yesterday went really well. They did an ultrasound, and there are two little nuggets in here.”
“Oh my God, Laura!” I picked her up and swung her around.
“Don’t,” she groaned.
“Sorry,” I said, remembering her morning sickness and setting her quickly on her feet. “Don’t barf on me again.”
“Can we go get remarried now?” she asked, rolling her eyes at me. “I’m hungry, and I’m ready to get to the reception part.”
“I’m ready to get to the making babies part,” I teased, pulling her into my arms again and nuzzling her neck.
“We already did that part,” she said with a laugh.
“Yeah, but we should keep practicing for next time.”
“Let’s go get hitched again,” she said, taking my hand pulling me toward the door.
“Whatever you say, Mrs. Malloy.”
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