The car engine shut off, and immediately everyone turned toward the front door.

"Daddy, when I grow up, I'm going to drive too. I'll pick you up after work," Henry chattered away, still in his father's arms as they got out of the car.

Andre Cedillo listened to his son's sweet promises, feeling both proud and deeply content. Smiling, he shifted Henry onto one arm. "Oh yeah? What kind of car will you drive to come get me?"

Henry drew a huge circle in the air with his little hands. "I'll drive your favorite car, Daddy! We'll fly home together!"

Andre couldn't help but grin wider.

Spotting the men by the door, Henry waved excitedly. "Godfather! Are you all waiting for me?"

Andre set his son down, letting him scamper off on his own.

Asher was fastest, swooping in to scoop Henry up first. He shot Connor Nettleton

a smug look, then planted a big kiss on Henry's chubby cheek, making the little guy's face squish up in protest.

They all made their way into Mr. Nettleton's living room.

where Annie was and headed upstairs to find

the light show you put

"Of course! My daughter's one-month birthday— gotta go

her phone, her eyes shining. "Next year, I'm going for sure. The baby's just too little this year, but next time,

Connor. If he knew I wanted to go, he'd probably

passed around from hug to hug, describing everything he'd seen, tasted, and played with that night—cupcakes,

as she watched her sleep. "Looking at her, I can't help but remember when Henry was

had been the first baby in the family-everyone's little

birth to the only girl among the five brothers, finally giving all these men

the

women talked as

up for

sleep, glancing at Mia with sleepy,

bodozing off again.

Henry was brought upstairs to meet his

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