came running over to him. A thought hit him.
“Wait, Gabriella,” Logan said before she reached him. “Close the door,” he said.
She turned around and hurriedly closed the door. She came over to him and gave him a big hug.
“How would you like to help me surprise Daddy?” Logan asked.
Gabriella’s eyes went big as she nodded her head. Logan smiled.
“Good. First let’s go to the store,” Logan said as he stood.
“What are we surprising Daddy about?”
Innocent question, but Logan had the feeling the moment he told Gabriella she wouldn’t be able to contain it.
“Hmm, it’s a secret for now. Once we have everything we need, I’ll let you know, okay.”
Gabriella nodded her head, too excited about what was going to happen. They escaped the house without being spotted. It helped that most of the members were at the PI firm they owned in town. They were showing Indigo around the office and whatnot. Logan buckled Gabriella up and headed toward town.
They listened to some of Gabriella’s favorite movie soundtracks. And if Logan was honest with himself, he enjoyed them. Hell, he sang along to all of them. At the party store, he held Gabriella’s hand as they went in. He found the baby shower aisle, and there was a shit ton of stuff, way more than he would have ever thought possible.
“Oh, can we get the pink confetti?” Gabriella asked.
“Sure, why not? We want daddy really surprised,” Logan said.
Gabriella grabbed the confetti that said “baby.” At first she was only grabbing the pink ones but soon started grabbing the blue ones too. She of course picked up the ones that had glitter. Indigo was going to kill him.
Indigo’s disdain for glitter was all too real, but the man deserved it. If Logan had to go the next few months without coffee, the one thing that woke him up in the morning, then Indigo could live with a glitter infestation.
Boxes were stacked high and paper was thrown everywhere. That was the room that Indigo was standing in.
“What is going on here?” Indigo asked.
Cole leaned against the doorframe. “Well, usually Rhy organizes it because Kenny hates to see a mess but—” He shrugged.
“Neither one is here, and Cole was left in charge of it,” Clyde added in.
“Hey, don’t throw me under the bus,” Cole shouted back.
Indigo couldn’t even do a circle to get the view of the entire room. He was sure if their beta saw the place he’d shit bricks or break their necks. Hard to say which would come first.
“Cole, don’t you think you should, I don’t know, clean it up?” Indigo suggested.
Cole slid down the doorjamb. “But look at it! It’s so much. Even you’re getting anxiety standing in there.”
Indigo had to admit it was a lot, and that was saying something. Gabriella was the queen of leaving her toys everywhere, and for the longest of time cleaning-up time had been just Indigo.
“Okay. What if I help,” Indigo offered.
“You shouldn’t have done that. He just played you,” Clyde said, coming to the door.
Cole pushed him away but gave Indigo a beaming smile. “Really? Thank you so much. I knew bringing you here would be a great day.”
Indigo groaned, looking at the mess again. “Yeah, fun times ahead.”
Clyde shook his head. “Wait till Dezi and Rhy get here.”
“Wait, they’re coming in today?” Cole asked.
Clyde nodded, and Cole fixed Indigo with another pleading look.
“I’m not a miracle worker. I’ll help, but there is no guarantee we will finish by the time they make it here,” Indigo said.
“Clyde, how much time do we have?”
“You mean you and Indigo—”
“No, I mean all three of us. Six hands are better than four,” Cole said.
Clyde was already shaking his head. “Oh no, I’m not going in there. It’s a mess.”
Indigo had to agree, but Cole had a point. If they all attacked it, then they might have a chance of pulling it off. The key word was “might.”
“Come on, Clyde,” Cole whined.
“Fine, but only because you’ve successfully dragged in an innocent bystander,” Clyde said.
They got to work on the room, and Indigo had thought the surface was bad, but there had been little to no organization, and the little bit there was had been rummaged through. And fucked it all to hell. So they were forced to start from scratch.
“Anyone here?” Dezi’s deep voice rang throughout the office.
They were only halfway through, and Indigo checked his phone and saw they were three hours in.
Dezi made it back to the room and whistled. “Damn this looks like