Wounded Birds (The Grayson Series Book 1) (39 page)

He places his palm over my small belly bump. “I’m sure most of you already know we are expecting a child. However, what you don’t know is that Ariana and I are going to be blessed with triplets.” Michael and I both watch everyone’s reactions. A few eyes grow wide, faces pale, and several jaws drop.

We are hit with silence, but after the initial shock wears off, whispers echo around the tent until a big YAHOO comes from . . . none other than Jacob, Michael’s dad. Everyone in the room claps and screams out “congratulations”, but leave it to Joanne to yell out... “You must have a machine gun stored in those pants.” The whole crowd bursts out laughing, leaving poor Michael and me embarrassed as hell. I can hear Michael growling.

Epilogue

Our little precious bundles of joy decide to come into our lives on July seventh, one of the hottest days in New York. We named our daughter Lara Marie Grayson, after their aunt and Maria. As for our two gorgeous identical sons, one is named Jacob Michael Grayson and the other Anthony Blake Grayson, after my father and Blake.

Jacob had three bedrooms transformed into nurseries at the Ranch the day after he found out about his upcoming grandchildren. He had faith one day those rooms would be filled with his dream. Who knew the three rooms would have been occupied at one time!

Blake became emotional on me and broke down, tears running down his face after finding out we named one of our sons after him. The man walked on air. After attending our marriage ceremony, this gave Blake a lot to think about, and he realized how short life can be. So when they legalized same-sex marriage in New York, Blake took the big plunge and asked Francis to marry him. Of course, Francis said yes, screamed it out more likely.

Trent and Joanne have been dating since our wedding, and she’s not spilling any details about their relationship except, and I quote, “It’s rocking great.”

Cupid’s arrow hit another one of our guests that evening. Jacob, Michael’s dad, fell head-over-heels for Jackie. She didn’t have a prayer; she was captured by his magnetism immediately. They’ve both accumulated a lot of frequent-flyer miles these past few months. I have a funny suspicion I’m going to lose my makeup artist.

As for Michael and me, we are still adjusting to the triplets’ crazy schedule. Thank God for nannies. Our home has been completed, except for the pool house. Michael says we’ll worry about it next summer. Right now our focus is the triplets and their necessities, times three.

Michael did get his Lego set I purchased for him. He was so excited, and like a little kid, he quickly tore open the box and built it in one night, with the help from his father and brothers’. He has it displayed in a glass case, in his office.

We did get to take that trip to Europe after all. We celebrated our honeymoon in Italy. But when I want to think of forever, all I have to do is look at my wonderful husband and our three beautiful children. Forever lives in love, and I’ve found more love than any woman could hope to have.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

J.S
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Andrews lives in the outskirts of New York City. She has three children, a grandchild and a wonderful son in-law. When she's not dreaming about traveling to every part of the world with her family on her private jet, racing cars, watching polo, or walking on the red carpet, you'll find her with her children, or behind her e-reader engaged in the latest romance novel.

However, her true craving is writing, which she has only shared with her computer until now, when she completed her first novel Wounded Birds. She is working on the second book of The Grayson series called “FIND ME”

www.jsandrews143.com