Dreams of Ivory by Carrie Ann Ryan Page A

would be moving a bit too fast.
    He just grinned. “I’ve yet to meet Tucker, but I think it would be gratifying to ask him for help—just to annoy him. We’d have to make sure to ask all my brothers at random times in the day as well.”
    She blinked. Had he just said he wanted to have a baby with her? Or was he at least saying he could picture her pregnant with his child?
    Her heart raced, but she just smiled. This was what it meant to be in a mature, serious relationship—even though they’d said they’d only see each other. The future actually meant something beyond what to eat the next day.
    As scary as all that sounded, it made her happy.
    Really freaking happy.
    “You’ve thought about that?” she asked, not able to hold herself back.
    Jackson just smiled and tucked a lock of hair behind her hair. “It seems I have.”
    The doorbell rang, and Jackson rolled his eyes. It was good to see him as a happy and playful man rather than the man who had to hold himself together straighter than most.
    “My brothers usually just let themselves in these days since they all have keys. On non-family-dinner days, they knock, but now they seem to be under the impression that they might be interrupting something.”
    Honor blushed hard and closed her eyes. “That doesn’t make me nervous at all.”
    She followed him as he went to the door to let their guests in and wrung her hands together. “I’m not usually such a nervous person, Jackson. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
    She did know though. This was the first time she was meeting his family as part of Jackson’s life. If they didn’t accept her, she didn’t know what Jackson would do. No, that she did know. His brothers meant everything to him. 
    He put his hand on the doorknob and turned to wrap his arm around her waist. He leaned and kissed her temple. “You’ll be fine. Just breathe.”
    She did as he said while Jackson opened the door. 
    Soon the house was filled with Coopers and mini Coopers. Yes, she loved the nickname the women had put on their offspring. Each person had hugged her and greeted her as though she was one of their own. Her head was still spinning from when Justin had spun her around, welcoming her to the family.
    She’d quickly been taken from his arms by Jackson, who had a scowl on his face.
    It might have been wrong, but she loved that scowl. It was just so…Jackson.
    “So, tell us, Honor, how long do you plan on staying in Holiday?” Matt asked as he sat down next to her on the couch, then munched on a cracker. 
    The Coopers weren’t exactly subtle in their match making, but she really couldn’t blame them considering Jackson was the last single one. She’d heard that as soon as people got married they had to inflict their bliss on everyone around them. It only made sense that all four Cooper brothers, their spouses, and Brayden’s children would attack en masse.
    She just smiled at him as Jordan hit him upside the head. “Smooth, honey.”
    Honor shook her head at the couple and took a sip of her drink. “I’m planning on staying for good actually. I came back because my aunt needs me to run Holiday’s tooth fairy program.”
    “Do you have to wear a costume for that?” Tyler asked, and for some reason, Abigail started cracking up laughing as she stole a piece of cheese off Tyler’s plate. 
    As Abigail was now a harpy because of a curse, she couldn’t eat off her own plate or she’d be sick. Jackson had explained that to Honor so she knew that the woman, once she was comfortable enough, would be sneaking snacks off her plate if she wanted.
    “Why is that so funny?” Honor asked.
    “Tyler was apparently worried his stint as a cupid would include tights and a whole lot of pink,” Jordan said as she leaned into Matt’s side.
    Honor smiled. “And did it?”
    “No tights,” Tyler answered. “Though there is a bow and arrow…and wings.”
    “That are pink,” Matt said, and Tyler threw a