Chapter Epilogue

After six and a half hours of intense labor, Jennifer delivered a healthy baby boy at precisely ten o’clock at night. Jennifer and Zircon’s son arrived fifteen minutes after Carolina and Kimberley both delivered a set of twins, all male, and five minutes before Candy brought three baby girls into the world.

Arthur Wessex was puffing on a cigar, the man’s grin larger than the Cheshire cat. Meanwhile, his sons were on a mandatory ice cream run, demanded by their mates who, after hours of labor, were positively determined to indulge in creamy deliciousness.

All except Zircon. Arthur’s youngest was currently inside his mate’s room, cradling their infant son with tears welling unabashedly in his eyes.

“Hey,” Jennifer whispered.

“Hey, baby,” he told her, sitting on the edge of her bed. “Look what you did. Look how perfect he is.”

“Mmm, he is, isn’t he?” she said with wonder lacing her tone.

“Are you feeling okay?”