The Santas Who Stole Me (Stolen #1)

Epilogue One

CALUM

“I am so freaking hot. I love you Calum, but if I have to walk up one more step while carrying two of your giant twin babies, you will wish I was the assassin,” my little ray of sweetness and sunshine tells me.

She is seven months pregnant, her babies are pushing onto her bladder, and she’s going to lose her tits if her vagina doesn’t fall out first. Those are her words, I am just agreeing with whatever she says at this point. She’s giving me two boys and I owe her everything. We all do, so I’m trying to get her to the roof for our surprise. She swipes the sweat off her forehead and I’m starting to second-guess our plan here.

The doctor said she might need to stay off her feet for the next few weeks so we decided now was the time.

“Almost there, I can carry you if you want.”

I see her eyebrows scrunch above the blindfold. We took the elevator to the highest level but you have to take a flight of stairs to get to the roof access.

“I’m sorry Calum, I’m being mean. I’m just so big and I don’t have makeup on, I just?—”

I kiss her lips to stop her words. “Cookie, you’re amazing and gorgeous all the time. You are making two whole people inside you right now. I am in awe of your strength.” I will spend the rest of my life making hers amazing for what she has given me.

“Have I told you how much I love you?”

“Never hurts to hear it again.” Her body melts into mine and I rub my hand across her belly and immediately get hard.

“Have I also told you how hot you are? This blindfold is super kinky.”

She rubs her hand across my pecs, and I inhale her cherry scent.

“Bad, cookie. Nope, no time for a quickie in the stairwell. We have plans,” I tell her and will my dick to calm down. After another kiss I swoop her up and hold her bride style so I don’t squish the babies. We only have about ten more steps before I get to the roof access. The guys propped the door open so I’m able to walk straight in. Once I have Georgie on her feet I remove the blindfold.

Soft white lights have been strung across the rooftop, and there are hundreds of fairy lights draped across the rooftop edges. In the center is an iron archway covered with flowers, twinkle lights, and white fabric. We brought in a couch and created a seating area with a table and sparkling cider for afterwards. Zeke also had a portable air conditioner brought up because none of us want Georgie to actually lose her tits.

She gasps as she looks around and the breeze blows through her red dress. I can see her body shape through the light fabric and her brown hair flutters around her. So fucking gorgeous.

“This is stunning.” She spins in a circle and I lace my fingers in hers in order to walk her to the spot we agreed on.

“You all look so handsome in your suits.” Her eyes are glassy and I wonder if she’s figured out why we are here.

I take my place next to my brothers and Keeper.

“What are you all up to?”

I go first and drop to one knee and she gasps.

“Georgia. You brought us together in a way we didn’t know we needed,” I tell her, my voice wavers. “You made us a family.” My gaze drops to her round belly that I am obsessed with. I blink a few times before continuing. “I love your warmth, your sweetness, and the way you make me feel. I want to give everything back to you the same way for the rest of our lives.”

Zeke drops to his knee next to me and Georgie’s lip wobbles.

“Georgia, you give me peace and love every day. My heart came to life and started beating because of you. I want you and our babies for all my life.” Zeke’s voice cracks, but he manages to keep his grin.

I would be jealous at the way my future wife was looking at him if she wasn’t beaming with happiness.

Keeper drops to his knee next. “I had a similar dream once with you on this rooftop, pregnant with our babies. I knew the second I saw you that you were going to change my life, and you have made it complete.” Keeper pauses and blows out a breath before he continues. “You are my soulmate. I will cherish you always, fight for you always, and make you so damn happy forever.”

“Will you marry us?” We all ask at the same time as we pull out a ring. Each of us bought separate rings that can stack together to make a large ring. Keeper’s has the large middle stone and mine and Zeke’s wrap around it to add a halo to the large teardrop shape.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she says to each of us, and we all stand to hug and kiss her.

My heart is going to beat out of my chest with the love she’s given us. I pull everyone in for a selfie. Keeper and Zee don’t even complain as we snap the picture, and I look at the camera screen. This is a picture of happiness and love, no Photoshop needed.