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lifting.”
    Will reached out and ran a hand over her back in comfort. “This is why I had the big garden tub replaced with a two person Jacuzzi model. It’s going to feel really great later.”
    “I am so sorry I haven’t been able to help you all more,” Shane said, shoving hands in pockets.
    “Perfectly understandable, son. Your new family is top priority,” Will said firmly. “How’s work?”
    Shane smirked. “I’m adjusting to them. They’re adjusting to me. The part I hate is having less control of my time. I’m hoping to change that in a few months.”
    “How are Reesa and the kids?” Jessica asked, sliding off the bed.
    “Good,” Shane said cautiously. “Ditto what I said about work. We’re all getting used to each other. It’s actually feeling pretty normal already. I like being there. Now and again, it gets hairy, but I think the extra space in the garage is going to help.”
    “Maybe when Zack goes away to school, you can move your office into his bedroom,” Will said. “That would be a little more private.”
    Shane shoved hands in his pocket. “Actually, I’m hoping we move Sara into his room. I have plans for her room then.”
    Will waited for the explanation, curious about the strange expression on his son’s face.
    “I want a baby,” Shane said finally. “I’m hoping in a couple years, Reesa might want one too.”
    Jessica looked at Shane and then at Will. “I bet you were just like that at his age.”
    Will snorted. “Actually, Ellen was three months pregnant when we got married.”
    “Oh good God—I’m so glad I’m past that possibility,” Jessica said, choking back the rest of her swearing and just letting herself laugh instead.
    “What? I wanted her and the children. What’s wrong with that?” Will asked.
    Shane grinned and bit his lip. “So you had to marry Mom because of Michael.”
    “ No ,” Will said, irritated. “I did not have to do anything. I wanted to marry your mother. I couldn’t keep my hands off her, and her birth control didn’t work well enough. Michael was the result. The rest is history.”
    Jessica stood by the bed, hands fisted on her hips. “Then when it comes right down to it, you really have no right at all to chastise Michael or Shane for their controlling attitudes with their wives.”
    “Which is why I haven’t chastised either of them,” Will said, scooting off the bed to stand and glare at Jessica’s annoying smile. “The only chastising I did was to tell Shane to stop sleeping around until he’d found the right woman to take those chances with.”
    “Done,” Shane yelled loudly, then burst out laughing at both their shocked faces. “I swear you two argue as much as Michael and Carrie. If Reesa and I did this, it would wear me out.”
    “So, what? You never fight with her?” Jessica asked, tilting her head sideways. “How do you know what she really thinks about things?”
    “Well, usually I just ask nicely and she tells me nicely,” Shane said, biting the inside of his mouth at the perplexed look on Jessica’s face. “It’s called intelligent conversation. No yelling required.”
    “Sounds boring,” Jessica retorted, grinning at an unrepentant Shane, who she could tell was secretly hoping to embarrass them. “And you’re missing out on all the make-up sex.”
    Shane laughed at the wicked look in her eyes. God, he loved feisty women. Apparently, it was something else he had in common with the other men in his family.
    “Jessica,” Will protested. “Could we please not discuss our sex life with my son? He’s not Lipton. That’s bad enough.”
    Jessica laughed low. “Sorry. My tongue got the better of me.”
    “Save that energy for later,” Will said, teasing to soften his outburst, relieved when she laughed that husky laugh he loved and sent his nerve endings dancing. He looked back at Shane. “Sorry to bring you over here just to listen to two tired people fighting.”
    “The entertainment was worth