All Chapters of Your brother, my husband : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Naomi's POV The rain hadn’t stopped since dawn — steady and soft like it was trying to wash the whole world clean. I always loved rain in this house. When I first moved in, it made the walls feel too big, too quiet. But now, it made everything feel like a heartbeat under a warm blanket.Raymond had retreated to his study right after breakfast — he’d promised “one quick call,” which usually meant half the day buried under spreadsheets and contracts. Miranda was busy in the living room building a pillow fort so elaborate she’d started naming the cushions after characters in her bedtime stories.I lingered in the hallway, half-listening to her chatter and the soft patter of rain against the windows. Something tugged at me — a quiet pull — so I drifted toward the kitchen, following the low hum of voices I didn’t want to disturb but couldn’t resist overheating.--Rachel and Miles were at the kitchen island, the scene like something half-finished in a painting. An open bag of flour, a mix

Naomi's POV The morning sky looked clean like someone had wiped it down overnight. The weather was friendly today.I sat at the kitchen table with Aurora placed on my chest, her tiny fingers curled around the edge of my robe. She’d woken before dawn with those soft baby whimpers that meant feed me now or suffer my tiny wrath.Raymond walked in during that time, he placed a kiss on my head and mumbled something about “just five more minutes.” Aurora answered him with a squeal and a kick to my ribs. She was tiny but mighty — all her father’s stubbornness wrapped in my nose and dark hair.I placed her on my other arm, brushing crumbs from the table with my free hand. Her eyes fluttered open, round and curious, drifting from the dancing sunlight on the floor to the half-empty mug by my elbow.“You’re going to be trouble,” I whispered, pressing my lips to her soft hair. She answered with a small snort that made me laugh out loud.……..I heard the soft pad of feet before I saw her. Rachel

Naomi's POV The morning sun ascended brightly and broadly, streaming through the windows in soft beams that played over Aurora's crib. She began to move just as I completed securing my hair, her small fingers grasping the edge of her blanket as if she possessed the world, one drowsy sigh at a time.“Going to let your aunt have an adventure today, hmm?” I murmured to myself while scooping her up against my chest. Her soft baby smell–the milk, soap, everything about babies was always so warm and nice.Downstairs, I saw Rachel standing by the front door with her keys in one hand and a box of cookies balanced in the other. Miles leaned beside her, shoulder brushing hers every time she shifted her weight.“Don’t forget the sign-up sheets,” I reminded them, nodding toward the envelope tucked under the stack.Rachel rolled her eyes at me. “We’re not incompetent you know.”Miles grinned, plucking the envelope free and tucking it into his jacket pocket. “We’ll be fine, Naomi, just Enjoy the

Miles’ POV“Hi Naomi, I have something to tell you. I would like your blessing to propose to your sister. I love her and I want to make it official.” I’d run through the words a thousand times in my head before I even knocked on Naomi’s door.And yet, the moment she opened the door and I saw her face, I forgot every single line I had practiced before getting here.She tilted her head slightly, the corner of her mouth already curling up like she knew.“You okay?” she asked, stepping aside so I could walk in.I followed her into the kitchen, the familiar scent of vanilla and lemon dancing in the air. Aurora spotted me and let out a high-pitched giggle, stretching her arms out. Naomi passed her to me without question, and for a moment, I buried my face in her soft curls just to settle the storm in my chest.Naomi leaned back against the counter, watching me quietly. I didn't look up right away. I just focused on the baby in my arms, the way she tucked her head under my chin and sighe

I didn’t realize I’d been holding my breath all along until my knees nearly gave out.Yes.I said yes, The words had already been said out before I could second-guess them, before the fear, the old shadows, the memory of being left behind could crawl back in and take the moment from me.I didn't know when I said it but I felt okay after I said it.And now here I was, standing in the middle of a garden I knew like the back of my hand, holding the hand of the man I used to only watch from a distance, trying not to cry like someone who just fell into forever.It was all a lot to take in at once but this is the realest I've felt in years and it was worth it.“Are you okay?” Miles whispered, his voice close against my ear.I nodded, laughing a little. “Yeah. I’m just... it’s a lot.”He gave me that smile — the one that always made me feel like the world could be kind. “It’s supposed to be.”I finally noticed Naomi standing by the porch steps, arms crossed over her chest, a soft smile bloo