Chapter 211: Epilogue 2

BRENDEN WAS DONE WITH the crowded back yard. There were too many people. It was draining. And yet the day was a success.

He dumped a few abandoned cups in the sink, rinsed them out then stacked them to await the next run of the dishwasher as the appliance was currently chugging away.

Priscilla and her sister stood near the back porch with his mother and aunt, their conversation involving a lot of hand gestures and laughter.

She fit here. With him. In his family.

"Hey there." Oaklynn stepped up next to him, the baby passed out in her arms. She bumped his hip with hers as she swayed.

"Hey." He reached over and tugged on Oaklynn's long hair, earning a playful swat from her.

She turned to face him. "Okay, so, like, when are you two getting married? Are you going to ask her tonight? Because you totally have that look."

"What?" Brenden frowned at her. "What look?"

"The she's-all-I-think-about kind of madly in love look."

Brenden turned his attention back to Priscilla who wa