“She’s lying,” Brooke said hollowly only to swallow hard when a thick folder was tossed in front of her.
“Which part? The part where you stole your sister’s designs or the part where you blackmailed her into doing it? Or how about when you purposely set out to destroy her life and illegally tapped into their phones all so that you could get your hands on B.T. Construction?” Marc demanded, looking furious, but he had nothing on her father as he glared down at her and-
“You’re fired.”
EPILOGUE
Five Years Later…
“But I love him, Daddy,” Sammy, his baby girl and the reason why he was struggling not to smile, mumbled sadly as her bottom lip trembled and-
Forced him to reach up and rub the bridge of his nose to hide his smile when she got distracted by the small puppy squirming in her arms and leaned down to press baby kisses against the top of his small head while she whispered, “Shhh, not while I use my cuteness on Daddy to get him to let me keep you.”
“Sammy,” Quinn said, feeling his lips twitch when she countered with, “Daddy,” which was immediately followed by more baby kisses pressed against the top of the small golden retriever’s head.
“We talked about this,” he said, dropping his hand away even as he couldn’t help but wonder how she’d managed to get her hands on another puppy.
When she didn’t say anything, mostly because she was still pressing baby kisses against the top of the puppy’s head, Quinn glanced to his left to find his baby boy glaring at his twin sister.
God, that kid loved to glare.
He definitely got that from his mother, Quinn decided as he glanced back at his baby girl and-
Where the hell did the puppy go? Quinn couldn’t help but wonder as he narrowed his eyes on his baby girl, who was doing her best to appear innocent and-
“What puppy, Daddy?” Sammy asked before he could say anything, blinking up at him while he stood there, watching her for another minute before he slowly took in the large living room of the mock eighteenth-century Victorian mansion that they finished building this morning, looking for the small golden retriever puppy only to narrow his eyes when he spotted the two large bastards standing in the foyer.
When his father saw him, he leaned down and pressed baby kisses against the top of Jayden’s head while he kept his gaze locked on Quinn, a triumphant gleam in his eyes when Quinn’s youngest son released a little sigh in his sleep. For a moment, Quinn simply stood there, glaring at the large bastard while he continued pressing baby kisses against the top of Jayden’s head before he slowly took in the black baby carrier that his father had custom-made with the words “Grandpa’s BFF” printed in baby blue on the front. Jaw clenching, he met his father’s triumphant gaze before he looked to the left to find a matching expression on his father-in-law’s face while he pressed baby kisses against the top of Jenna’s little head as she released a sleepy little sigh that matched her twin brother’s.
Quinn glared at his father-in-law for another minute before he took in the black baby carrier he had custom-made with the words “Grandpa’s Baby Girl” printed across the front. Jaw clenching, he met his father-in-law’s triumphant gaze and mouthed, “Baby thieving bastards,” making his father-in-law’s lips twitch as the bastard continued pressing baby kisses against the top of Quinn’s baby girl’s head.
He-
“I love you, too,” came the conspiratorial whisper that drew his attention back to Sammy and-
Where the hell did she get a second dog? Quinn found himself wondering, watching as his baby girl hugged the puppies against her chest as she alternated pressing baby kisses to each of their furry little heads.
He glanced to his left to find Justin narrowing his eyes on his twin sister.
“Sammy,” Quinn said, looking back at his baby girl only to sigh as he gestured to the puppies in her arms. “Why?”
“Because they need me, Daddy,” she said, nodding solemnly only to pause between nods to kiss each puppy.
“They need to go back to their mommy,” Quinn said, even as he couldn’t help but wonder how he was going to explain this to the neighbors, who had been really fucking understanding up to this point about his daughter’s kidnapping ways.
“But I need to train them, Daddy,” Sammy said with a look of determination that reminded him so much of her mother. God, she was going to be a handful, Quinn thought, unable to help but smile.
“For what?” he asked as he reached down and plucked one of the puppies
“World domination,” Sammy said with a firm nod and-
Definitely going to be a handful, Quinn thought as he moved to take one of the puppies from her only to watch as she narrowed her eyes on the move and stepped back, giving the puppy baby kisses as she moved. She didn’t say anything else, but then again, there was no need to, not when he knew how this would end.
He watched as Sammy came to a stop between her grandfathers and-
“God, you’re both pathetic,” Quinn said, reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose.
“Never said we weren’t,” his father said as Quinn resigned himself to stopping by his father’s house after dinner to get the kids when he heard the betraying bastard whisper, “Run!”
