Dawn lay sleeping beside him, snoring softly. The sound made him smile. Trying not to wake her, he slipped out of bed and grabbed his clothes off the floor. Dressing quickly, he left the room and went straight to the phone in the living room. With a yawn, he dialed Hunter’s extension. “Yeah?” Hunter sounded like he had been asleep. “Come on over. We’ll have breakfast.” “Did you stay the night with her?” Hunter asked. “Yes, and it was fantastic. See you in a bit. Bring Wilder.” He hung up the phone and went to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast. Eggs and toast and champagne. Perfect. Micah whizzed around the kitchen, scrambling eggs and buttering toast. He made enough for four, figuring the twins would be hungry, too. He was scooping eggs onto the plates when the twins knocked on the door. “Come in,”
