The Best Deceptions (Want You Bad sequel)

Chapter 31

**Hiiiiiiii. I'm so sorry it takes me so long to update.**

"I need at least fifteen naps after that," I moaned, collapsing onto the bed of Sutton's childhood bedroom. We had to come to Cleveland to lock down the venue, caterer, cake, and florist. Our appointments were spread out over a week, and we added an extra week to just spend time with friends and family for Thanksgiving. We wanted to bring the kids, rather than spend two weeks away from them, and Garrett was also joining us so that he could nanny for us when Norah wasn't available to babysit as needed. Levi, as it turned out, was so excited to be on an airplane, that he was the most well-behaved I had ever seen him, aside from asking us all every question he could think of about airplanes. Calliope, as babies do, mostly slept through the flight, but that didn't stop the other passengers of the plane from glaring at us for having a baby on a plane. The flight itself was uneventful, and getting through the airport was as easy as it could be with an almost three-year-old and an almost two-month-old.

Sutton squeezed my shoulder. "Think of how it could have gone without Garrett there. Plus, now Mom and Grammy are doting on the kiddos, so we can chill for a little bit."

I propped myself up on my elbows and grinned at him. "You and your positivity." I glanced around the room, taking in the evidence of young Sutton. Stacks and stacks of CD's and books lined the walls on bookshelves. One corner was set up with a few guitars and a piano. Various posters filled the spaces where the walls would have been otherwise blank. "Did you always keep your room this neat?"

"Neat? There's stuff everywhere, Nat."

I rolled my eyes. "There's stuff, but it's organized."

He shrugged. "To answer your question, it was pretty much always this level of organized chaos. Simi's room was always trashed, so by comparison, I never really had a messy room. And since I've left, Mom has basically kept everything how I had it; she just comes in to dust and vacuum every now and then."

"Teenage Natalie had the biggest disaster of a room," I chuckled.

"You're still a bit of a disaster, babe. I just don't mind it."

I glared playfully. "Excuse me, our house looks lived in, don't judge me."

He giggled and tickled my sides. "I'm picking on you, Nat. Our house is fine."

"You're fine," I gave an exaggerated wink.

"Natty Light, I'm coming in!" Garrett threw the door open as Sutton kissed me. "Goose, your house is dope." He came to the bed and laid in the small amount of space between Sutton and I, meaning his body was mostly on the two of us.

"Oh, hi Gare!" I tousled his hair. "You finally ready to be a throuple?"

Garrett raised his eyebrows. "You absolutely know I am, don't even play with me like that."

Sutton and I made eye contact and devolved into a fit of giggles. "Maybe one day," Sutton patted Garrett's shoulder.

Garrett groaned. "You guys suck." I felt his fingers carding through my hair. "When do you guys tour the venues tomorrow?"

"One is at 9 am and the other is like 3:30, I think," I reported.

"The one we want most is at 3:30," Sutton said.

"When do you see the caterers and cakes and all that?"

"Day after tomorrow, but if we get the venue we want most, they have their own catering. We're going out for our anniversary after we get back from all that," Sutton stated, shooting me a wink.

"Ooh, what are you doing?"

I pouted. "He won't tell me."

"Such a romantic," Garrett joked.