Five Years Later
Briar POV
I step out through the patio doors into our backyard. I can't help but shake my head because my husband has definitely gone over the top. There is a huge bounce house, a face painting station, a splash pad next to our pool, and more food than needed for two five- year-olds' birthday party.
Strong arms wrap around my middle from behind. Derek lays his hands on my growing bump. I'm six months pregnant with our third child. I swear he is trying to fill all our spare rooms. I told him this is our last, and he just laughed. "How's my beautiful wife and son doing?" "We're both fine. Now do you want to tell me why you didn't tell me about the clown and pony that just walked into our yard, dear husband?" "I swear it wasn't me this time. You'll have to talk to Calob."
