Happily Ever After

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Okay, so here it is. The sequel for A Nerd Story of Love. I don't own any of this. The only thing I do own is the plot to the story and a very cool 'Geekward' mug. I'm planning on keeping the story lighthearted as can be, but there will be angsty moments. I will post warnings in the author's notes at the beginning of the chapters for fair warning.

Thanks for everyone who's faved, reviewed or read my story. I love writing SGB and Nerdella and I'm so happy that you all love them too. This will be the final REAL chapter of this story. I'm making a slight change in the plan of what the last chapter will be. It'll span a few months, so just a heads up about that. There will be an epilogue and I'm TOYING with the idea about making this series a trilogy (see how SGD handles teenagers! Can you imagine?)

Anyhow, the final chapter of The Geek's Guide to Parenthood.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Happily Ever After

EPOV

Six months later

"So, Tim, we should be ready to open Memorial Day weekend, right?" I asked as I did a walk through in the Joliet foundation location. "Doesn't this seem like it's déjà vu?"

"Because it is," Tim snorted. "However, no psycho brothers to mess this building."

"Thank God," I grumbled. "How are the wedding plans going?"

"Excellent, actually. Rose and I are having a combined bachelor/bachelorette party soon. Rose is sending out invitations as we speak."

"Shouldn't your best man and maid of honor be planning the bachelor/bachelorette parties?" I asked, arching a brow over my sunglasses.

"You and Bella are too square," Tim laughed. "At least for what Rose and I want to do."

I shot him a look. "Is it legal?"

"Of course it's legal!" Tim snorted. "Rose wants to go to a strip club."

"You're kidding," I said flatly. "Why?"

"Because she's Rose," Tim shrugged. "And it's a strip club. Not a male strip club, one with naked women."

"Tim, you're soon-to-be wife is weird," I chuckled.

"She says it's research for her next novel," Tim said dryly. "Anyhow, this location will be ready for a Memorial Day opening. All we are waiting for the furnishings to arrive and the final approvals from the city. The building is done. We need to decorate, but other than that, we're good."

"Great," I smiled.

"How's Owen doing?" Tim asked.

"He's great. Growing like a weed," I chuckled. "I can't believe he's already six months old."

"He looks so much like you, Edward, it's funny," Tim said.

"Poor kid. Has my hair," I said, wrinkling my nose. "And my cowlicks. Meh. How are the twins?"

"Getting into everything. We've baby-proofed the condo, but I swear, they are ninja babies. Or channeling their inner MacGuyver or something. They can open up any container, drawer, and cabinet! Rose is going crazy," Tim said, exasperation in his voice. "Has Kyra gone through her MacGuyver phase?"

"Oh yeah. Now that she's walking and running, she was also into everything. One day, shortly after Christmas, I found her in my office, tangled in the cords of my computer. I had a fucking heart attack. I know that I had closed that door, but Kyra managed to open the door and crawl into the cubby beneath my desk, playing with the cords. I got her out but I was so angry with her, with myself and with Bella for not watching her. We had a huge fight after that."

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