KILLIAN POV
Derek didn’t bite my ass off.
Not even close.
The bastard hugged me. Hugged *us*. Got all teary-eyed and weirdly soft, like announcing a pregnancy had turned him into a Hallmark dad overnight. He said something about becoming an uncle and I swear, I almost saw him sniffle.
Dani was even worse—happy tears, shrieking, dancing in the kitchen like we’d just won the lottery instead of accidentally conceiving twins during a thunderstorm. The boys were thrilled too. Confused at first, especially at the “two babies” part, but after the third round of chocolate chip pancakes and Angelica letting them each press their hands to her belly, they were on board.
Colorado had been good to us.
Really good.
Angelica came back shining. Stronger. Calmer. Softer, in that dangerous way only s
