Chapter 23

Raven

I let out a delicious groan as I stretch my arms above my head. Last night was perfect. To have my guys all at once again like that, even if it might seem fucked up to others, was everything to me.

Sitting up, I blink the sleep away. My brows furrow when I realize that I'm alone in the room.

There's a note on the pillow next to me, and I raise a single brow when I see Link's handwriting telling me to go shower.

"Rude." I lift my arm and give myself a sniff. "I don't fucking stink."

But after last night, I really could use a shower. So, I get up and go take one.

When I'm done, I wrap the towel around me and groan as my hands brush against my breasts. They are filled with milk. Why didn't the guys wake me up so I could pump or feed Haisley?

Speaking of Haisley, I'm starting to get a little concerned. The house is quiet. Too quiet.

Padding across the hallway, back to my room, I check my phone and see it's ten am. "What the hell."

Quickly, I throw on some underwear, sweats, and one of the guy's shirts before I leave to check their rooms. All are empty. "What the fuck."

"Hello!" I yell as I jog down the stairs. "Where the hell is everyone?

Chomper barks, meeting me at the bottom. He sits, panting with his tongue out. "Where are your daddies?" I ask him, giving his head a scratch.

Not in the living room or the kitchen. With my phone in my hand, I dial Hunter's number. "Hey, Little Mouse. You up?"

"Yes. And at home alone, apparently. Where is everyone? And where are my babies? I need to feed Haisley."

"She's already happy with a full belly. We warmed up one of the bottles from the fridge. Just pump, then get your sexy ass down to the warehouse. Quinton is on his way back to grab you."

"Wait. So none of you are here? You actually left me alone?" I'm slightly offended seeing everything we've been through the past year. Honestly, I've grown dependent on having one of them with me at all times, even if I couldn't see them.

He snorts out a laugh. "Fuck no. There are about five guys watching the house right now. But we don't want one of them bringing you here, so Q is coming to grab you."

"Okay," I say slowly. "But why is everyone already there? Why didn't you wake me up so we could all go together."

I refuse to spend all my time here. After being locked up in this damn house for too long in the past, I've made the guys take me and the kids to the warehouse every time they went. And with the apartment there, they had places to sleep when it was time for their naps. Not that it mattered, they would sleep in anyone's arms and right through all the noise. Every one of the crew members is obsessed with them. I can't blame them, my babies are fucking adorable.

"Everything will make sense soon, Little Mouse. Be a good girl and do as you're told," he responds in a teasing tone.

"You know what, fuck it. I have no idea what's going on with the lot of you, but I'll play your game," I sigh, sounding like it's an inconvenience, but I find myself a little excited.

"Good girl," he says. "I love you."

"I love you too." Hanging up, I head into the kitchen and grab my pumping gear. I hook myself up like I'm a damn human cow, then grab some stuff to make something to eat.

By the time I have everything put away, Quinton is walking into the house.

"Hey, Stalker Boy," I greet him, which he returns with a small grin.

"Hello, my Chiaro di luna ." He pulls me into his arms and kisses my forehead. "Ready?"

"I guess. I don't even know what's going on."

"You will soon."

"IS THAT MY MOM'S CAR ?" I ask, brows furrowed.

"Yes," is all Quinton says as he gets out, making his way around the car to open my door. I take his outstretched hand, and he pulls me out and onto my feet.

"You're being awfully vague." I narrow my eyes at him. All he does is chuckle. "Okay, I'll keep playing your little game. I just swear it better not be anything bad."

"Not bad, Chiaro di luna ."

Sighing, I follow him into the office of the workshop. "Ahhhh. Hi?" I say, looking at the group of women gathered here. "What the hell are you all doing here?"

They have matching giddy smiles on their faces, causing my guard to skyrocket. "Come, sit," Andy urges, pulling out a chair.

"Is this some kind of intervention? Because trust me, no matter what you say or do, it's not going to get me to change my mind about the guys. We're together until death and beyond, and all that shit."

"No." Andy laughs. "Just sit."

"Who are they?" I ask, raising a brow at the girls.

"They are here to do your hair and makeup, then they will be leaving."

"What?" My eyes swing to Andy's. "Why the hell am I getting—"

"Stop asking questions and sit," Andy states strongly.

I don't argue and sit down, confused as hell. "Quinton, what's going on?"

"He's gone," Andy tells me as the girls start doing whatever they're here to do.

Closing my eyes, I grumble to myself about how crazy everyone in my life is.

Andy tries to distract me by talking about this new girlfriend of hers. Her name is Lacy, and we've met a few times. She's the complete opposite of Andy, but the way the two of them are together warms my heart.

"All done!" one of the girls chirps. I just realized that no one has introduced themselves to me. Guess it doesn't matter because they're packed up and leaving minutes after.

"Fuck," Andy breathes. "Girl, you look so damn good."

"Thanks." I smile. "Wanna tell me why the fuck you got me all done up." My eyes widen. "Oh my god, did the guys plan some really cute date? Fuck, that's got to be it."

Damn it. That's really fucking sweet of them to do. I could use a nice date right about now. Life has gotten a lot more relaxed since my father is no longer an issue, but having two babies so close in age isn't easy. They really do mean it when they say it takes a village.

"Is she ready?" Dynika walks into the room. She's dressed in a pretty pink dress, her hair done up all nice too.

"Ahhh, you look beautiful," I tell her.

"Thank you." Her eyes light up as she twirls around.

"No. She's not ready yet," Andy replies. "She just needs to get dressed."

"Okay." Dynika nods.

"Dressed?" I look down at what I'm wearing. "I mean, yeah, I guess I can't wear this out on a date."

"Date?" Dynika asks, looking at Andy. Andy gives her a look. "Right, date." Dynika giggles.

After coming back, I stayed true to my promise, making sure that Dynika came back with us. She's been staying at Safe Haven with the moms. They adore her, and it made me so damn happy they took her in as family. Because she is. As odd as my big sister is, I've quickly grown to love her. She's just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand and had her life and choices taken from her. It's nice to see her grow, to flourish.

She wanted to come and stay with me at our house, but Link shot that down fast. And I don't blame him. The house is starting to feel cramped with all of us and now the babies.

"Come, come." Andy grabs my hand and pulls me into the office of the shop. I stumble to a stop when I see what's hanging up.

Eyes widening, I turn to Andy who's grinning like a loon. "Wanna tell me why there's a wedding dress here?"

"Because..." she sing-songs.

"Andy. Are you telling me this isn't a date, but my own fucking wedding." My heart pounds in my chest as my palms start to sweat.

"Yes," she laughs. "I am."

"Oh my god." I step up to the fucking stunning dress, tears filling my eyes. "Are they stupid? They know I can't fucking marry them all."

"They know," Andy says. "Doesn't matter to them, get dressed. They're waiting for you."

"I'm gonna cry," my voice cracks.

"Don't do that, sweetie," my mom's voice comes from behind me. I spin around to see her in a nice dress. "That would ruin your makeup."

"So you're all in on this?" I ask, half crying. God, my heart feels so damn full as pure joy fills me.

"Pretty much," she laughs. "I'll help you get dressed."

It takes me about five minutes to get changed and get everything in the right place in the dress.

"You look so beautiful." My mom's hands come up to cover her mouth.

I move to step in front of the mirror and gasp. Holy shit, I look like a damn princess.

The top part is a corset and it pushes my boobs up nicely. It's covered in a pretty lace design, stopping just above my hip. That's when it flows out like a princess dress with layers and layers of tulle. It really is gorgeous. And, now that I can see my hairstyle, I see that it's done half up, half down. Curled at the bottom with some strands in front of my face. Not a hairstyle I usually wear, but it looks good on me, especially with this dress. "I want to ask how they knew my measurements, but I already know that answer." Link probably took them while I was sleeping.

"Ready?" Mom asks me.

"Why the hell not." I laugh.

We take a few photos and then I'm following them down to the warehouse. A few crew members come and help hold up my train so it doesn't get dirty, which is sweet of them.

Is this actually happening? Am I about to get fucking married? What even is my life anymore?

I know that answer. It's wild and unpredictable, with unhinged men at my side. It's filled with love, laughter, family, and friends. Two little people who own my heart and soul.

When we get into the warehouse, I hear music start up. "May I have this honor?" Mom asks me, holding out her arm.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." I give her a watery smile. Andy hands me a bouquet.

"Just hold on a second," she says, and then grabs something that Dynika gives her. I laugh as she strips down to her bra and panties right in front of me before slipping on a dress. "Okay, now we're good. You need some Bridesmaids." She winks, walking into the main part of the warehouse.

"I'm so happy for you, Ray." Dynika gives me a beaming smile. "Go get your man," she says, then follows after Andy.

"Ah, man ? She does know I have more than one guy, right?" I ask my mom who only laughs.

"Let's go get you married," she tells me, and then we're stepping into the room. I gasp when I see that the main part of the warehouse has been transformed into a wedding venue.

There's chairs off to both sides creating an aisle and at the end stand my men. My eyes well with tears again as I bite the inside of my cheek. All of them stand in a line. Link first, followed by Hunter, Travis, Taylor, and then Quinton at the end. All of them in black and white tuxes. I let out a happy laugh when I see Andrew in one of his own in Quinton's arms.

A little cry bursts into the air followed by soothing sounds from Hunter. He's holding Haisley and she's dressed in a cute little pastel pink dress.

"I'm gonna cry," I whisper to my mom.

"So am I." We look at each other and laugh.

When I get to the end, I look at Link, shaking my head and sighing. "Let me guess, you did this."

He gives me a wicked grin, looking so damn sexy in that tux. "I told you I was gonna marry you, Little Bird. That I was going to make you my wife. That ring I put on your finger wasn't a joke. It was real."

"So what?" I ask, looking at the other guys. "Is this like a commitment ceremony?"

"Yes, and no," Hunter answers. "This fucking dick here has pissed all over you. So, you're legally gonna marry him."

"No." My eyes widen. "I can't do that. I won't choose."

"Dove, we know you're not choosing. But you can't legally marry all of us. And well, we don't give a shit. We know you're ours. Our heart, our soul, our everything. No piece of paper can tell us otherwise."

"But this one..." Hunter nods to Link. "Is fucking crazy and demands you to be legally his."

"Of course, you do." I shake my head.

"What's the matter, Little Bird," Link murmurs, grabbing me around the waist. "Don't wanna be my wife?"

"Of course, I do." I smile up at him, looking deeply into his stormy eyes. "I wanna be your everything."

He leans forward and brushes his lips to mine. "Good thing you already are," he growls. "And I will annihilate anyone who thinks otherwise."