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break, but she could use the company. Peggy was more of a mother to her than her own adopted mother had been. Maybe a weekend with her would help even out her emotions and get her back on track.
    “I’d appreciate it if you could.”
    When she finished talking to Peggy, Nevvie walked out to the kitchen. The boys leaned against the counter and watched her.
    “Feeling better, love?” Tyler asked.
    She reluctantly nodded. Both men walked to her, enveloping her in their arms. “We love you, Nevvie,” Thomas assured her. “You’re a great mom.
     
     
    * * * *
     
    The next Tuesday, Nevvie had another OB-Gyn appointment. Her decreasing pain had at least helped improve her mood. Seeing how the men enjoyed taking part in feeding Adam helped soothe her wounded psyche. However, Tyler’s blunt question to the doctor startled her.
    “When can we resume sex?”
    Shocked, Nevvie choked back her startled gasp.
    The doctor shrugged. “As long as she’s comfortable, anytime she wishes. I would suggest using birth control. Might want to avoid oral contraceptives for a few months though.” They discussed options. When they left, Nevvie had a new vaginal ring she wasn’t entirely sure of. The doctor showed her how to use them, gave her enough samples for two months, and wrote a prescription for three more months.
    Tyler had paid entirely too much attention to how they were inserted, Nevvie thought. Then again, maybe she shouldn’t complain. One or both men went with her to all her doctor appointments, knowing she hated them with a passion due to an incident years before she ever met them.
    Tyler beamed. “You looked like you were going to crawl under the table,” he said with an evil grin.
    “Yeah, well, you just wait until your next annual exam, buster,” she grumped. She realized they’d turned away from the house. “Where are we going?”
    “To pay our sweet Thomas a visit.”
    She looked at her watch. “He’ll be home in a couple of hours.”
    “Let’s go show Adam off.”
    She eyed Tyler, but settled back in her seat. He was up to something, she just didn’t know what yet. “All right, fine.”
    When Thomas left that morning on the Harley, she felt a melancholy pang. Before she was pregnant they used to ride the bike to work during good weather, sometimes several times a week. It was their special thing to do together, just like she had ballroom dancing with Tyler. Something they shared and enjoyed.
    Thomas was Aerosmith—Tyler was Air Supply. Her playful tough-guy biker and her sweet, gentle brain.
    Tommy didn’t like to ride alone and rarely rode without her. Once she was pregnant, neither man would let her on the bike despite her protests and the doctor assuring the men it was safe in the early months.
    The Harley sat in Tom’s covered parking spot. Tyler pulled in next to the bike, in Nevvie’s marked space. She had worked up until her last month, then focused more on helping Tyler. Before the baby her time had been nearly evenly split between the office with Tommy, and working at home with Tyler. Now she debated whether she wanted to return to work at all. The men assured her she could stay home if she wanted—they certainly could afford it—but she knew she’d miss her time spent with Tommy if she did that.
    Not to mention she enjoyed working.
    Maggie, their friend and Tom’s long-time assistant before Nevvie went to work for him, swooped when they walked in.
    “Oooh! Let me see him. I haven’t seen him in a week! He’s so cute! Almost makes me want to have another.”
    Tom heard the commotion and walked out to greet them. He kissed Nevvie and Tyler, then the baby. “Hey, what’s up?”
    She hooked her thumb at Tyler. “He insisted on dropping by.” The mischievous gleam in Tyler’s eyes could only mean one thing, that he was planning something.
    What exactly, Nevvie still didn’t know.
    Tom’s instincts matched Nevvie’s. “What are you planning, sugar?” he asked Ty.
    “Why do the