All Chapters of In-Love with More than One: Chapter 81 - Chapter 88

AMELIAI can’t remember the last time I felt so well rested since having Lyla. It’s been barely four days since I moved in with Dane, Tripp, and Richie, and things have been more than eventful. I have an interview next week, at a boutique on main street, and I’m hoping it pans out. It’s only part-time, but at this rate, I’ll take anything as long as it’s close and it pays enough for me to have my own place.Though the more time I spend with the boys, the more I have to admit that I like having them around.The other night, Richard and I connected in a way I didn’t think was possible with anyone, let alone him. His honesty was more than just endearing. Listening to him talk about his divorce, his understanding of that loneliness, that strange transition between what you knew and the unknown…I had never felt like someone understood me so well, especially someone who barely knows me. But I felt that. I felt his hon

AMELIA I’ve never felt both so exhausted and well rested at the same time. Truthfully, it’s an odd phenomenon. I’m sore in all the places that count, and I know that should make me feel something other than blissed-out. But I can’t stop smiling or thinking about what happened last night. Or the night before that.Or the night before that…Yesterday was truly a perfect day. I woke up to breakfast being cooked by Dane while Tripp did his best to entertain and feed my daughter, who was not having anything to do with his attempts. And when I watched Richie swoop in and grab her, hip checking Tripp softly, I can honestly say I’d never felt so full of love.After several showers of kisses, Richie and I left so I could put some more applications in at the shops in town. We spent the afternoon tog

AMELIA I let out a deep breath, stilling my nerves. Tonight is the home game.I don’t know why I’m so nervous. It’s not like I haven’t been to a game. I’ve been to plenty. But this feels bigger.Dane and Richie are playing, but Tripp is technically my date. It’s the first official date we’ve gone on, which feels both strange and not strange at all.“Pretzel?” He offers me part of his giant pretzel as we sit in the seats.I tear off a piece and smile. “Thanks.”We settle into our seats which are right up against the glass. The arena fills up quickly, as Tripp and I devour our box of popcorn, pretzel, and nachos.“What?” I ask, mid-pretzel bite.“Nothing, I’m just…really glad we’re doing this,” he says. “A date.”

Dane“Are you sure that’s everything?” I ask, feeling like we’re forgetting something.“Yes,” Richie responds, his tone full of venom as he gets Lyla situated in her car seat. I know he’s just as nervous as the rest of us about this.While I’ve had Amelia’s go bag ready for the last two weeks, technically she isn’t due for another week. But if I’ve learned anything about Amelia, it’s that nothing ever goes according to plan, so I’m not sure why I thought this baby would be any different.Still, I wasn’t prepared for Tripp’s call telling us she went into labor during her shift at the university.I’m more than thankful he was there to get her to the hospital, and I’m more than thankful our parents have agreed to watch Lyla until we give them the okay.Our parents know about our…situation. At least, they know about my situation with Amelia, and they know about Tripp an