Flynn, Joyee - A Zane Po' Boy [The O'Hagan Way 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (16 page)

Lads,

Ya be gracious and accept the gifts given to ya by people who be loving ya both and ya mate. Make them proud as ya have always made me and ya das. We love ya more than we can ever put into words and will miss ya dearly. So ya better all plan on visiting a lot, or we’ll be coming there to kick ya arses for neglecting ya family.

Love always and with all me heart,

Ma

“I fucking love that woman!” I whooped with joy. If the house and greenhouses were fixed, that was a huge start, and the rest we could do as we went along. We would have warriors to help, and with the deal Isaac got us, we would still be making money by handling all their produce.

“So I take it the answer is yes?” Rory asked, his eyes twinkling with laughter.

“Aye!” we both shouted as we attacked him, hugging him with everything we had. “Thank ya, Rory.”

“I’ll be honest because I like you both now, but don’t think I did this all for you,” he said gently as we let him go.

“Aye, we know,” I said with a smile. “Ya done it for Isaac so Zane wouldn’t go, but ya also did it for Zane to keep us happy and wanting to stay. So, we’d still be thanking ya.”

“But ya don’t hate us anymore for hurting Zane, right?” Banning asked hesitantly, and I knew it was hard for him to talk about this kind of stuff. It was a new leaf me twin was turning over, going back to the loving brother I remembered before too much shit went down in our lives.

“Aye, I be liking ya lots,” Rory said in his best imitation brogue.

“Bratty kitty,” Banning grumbled and hugged him again. “Now what?”

“Now we call our mate and tell him to take the damn job,” I answered, doing a quick jig. “Then we call ma before Dillon, Shane, and Sean. Then we get to work and start our lives here with our mate.”

“And I’m going to call the Mariuses and the contractors everyone hired.” Rory chuckled.

For the next ten minutes, all the three of us did was talk on our phones. We paced around, carrying out our own conversations, excited, flustered, and a little scared.

Then, as if like magic, all three of us hung up our phones at the same time. We were done. It was done. This was our new home.

“Let’s start the lists,” Rory said with a wide grin, rubbing his hands together in glee.

We each ended up grabbing a notebook and pen, figuring with all of us taking notes there were less things that would be missed. Rory told us, as we moved into the house and started looking around, how he felt bad because the contractor and crew had been waiting. He didn’t know that everyone had been on hold during his meltdown.

We swore we’d never tell a soul what had happened and told him to blame us and that he didn’t want to give away the surprise and raise suspicions by rushing us. I think Rory liked us even better after that. We understood. Not everyone needed to know about every fight between mates. Hell, everyone knew about our issues when we met. It didn’t make it any easier when people stuck their noses in whether they had the right intentions or not.

People started showing up at the house. First it was Elena Marius, with Damian, Gabriel, Stefan, and Patrick. They were all ready to work and help out in any way they could. Then a few trucks showed up and dropped off Dumpsters for us to toss what we couldn’t salvage.

More warriors showed up with Desmond, who also brought lunch. I kept glancing over at Banning, wondering if he was as shocked as I was. This was better than the barn-raising scene in that old Harrison Ford movie!

A little while later, the contractor showed up with his crew. They started helping with the demolitions while we walked the house and talked to him about what needed to be done first. Elena helped us with that part, and I wanted to kiss her.

“I raised seven sons and have handled countless renovations of rooms and the house over the centuries,” she said with a smirk, waving off our thanks. “Besides, I promised your ma I’d help you get settled since she’s far away. Your family was there for Caleb when he needed you most and that makes us all family in our eyes.”

“Aye, ya be a great second ma.” I chuckled, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

By the time the workers and help were ready to call it quits for the day, we had a good chunk of the demolitions and removal out of the way. Elena guided us over to one of the greenhouses where she showed us that they’d already ordered windows last week and Remus was installing them with Stefan’s help.

“I heard you guys have a green thumb,” Stefan teased. “Just remember I’m partial to fresh tomatoes.”

I glanced over at Banning and smiled. We raced off to find a few pots of soil and whatever seeds we could find leftover in the greenhouse. Sure enough, there was a cabinet full of seeds left behind. We grabbed what we could and went back to everyone, getting curious glances from all of them.

“Normally plant life responds to us being around and flourishes,” I explained as we planted some seeds in the pots we found.

“But we can channel it and make it work faster, but it’s tiring like when any of ya use ya gifts,” Banning finished for me. When we were done, we both focused on the seeds we’d just planted. A few seconds later a tiny sprout appeared in each pot. They kept growing until they started budding. Minutes later, we had full plants with fresh tomatoes, fully grown and ready to eat.

“I knew my mates were amazing,” Zane said from behind us. I gasped and threw myself into his arms, Banning joining me.

“Love ya, me mate,” I whispered as I nuzzled his neck.

“Me, too,” Banning added.

“I love you both so much,” he said tenderly. “Are you happy? Is this what you really want?”

“Aye. We want ya and nothing else matters, but this vineyard be the icing on the cake,” Banning answered. I couldn’t have agreed more. “Ya did promise us a Zane Po’ Boy as well though.”

“That I did,” he purred. “Let’s go christen our new house.” He threw one of us over each shoulder, both of us laughing like loons. I couldn’t think of a better idea right then.

THE END

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