Chapter 149: Iris

Early May, 2018

She looked around the Miller family barn, taking in its thick wooden rustic beams bedecked with strings of white lights and hay bales stacked in the corner. Considering that it was Stetson's barn, the irony was thick that he was the only one of the brothers who didn't get married in it. Jennifer didn't seem to mind, though.

"Helping other people plan their weddings is a lot more fun than planning your own," she said conspiratorially to Iris one day. "Especially if your mother likes to hover, like mine does, and especially if you're dealing with pregnancy hormones on top of everything else."

Iris' hands touched her flat stomach for a moment. If she was pregnant, she didn't know it. It wasn't for a lack of trying, though, that was for sure. She grinned to herself.