Fight For Us | Ryan Blaney | Book 3

Chapter 24 | seperation

McKayla's POV:

"Home sweet home," Ryan says parking his truck in front of the house. Ryan and I sighed and looked back to see Peyton and the twins fast asleep in their car seats. "I'll get the twins."

"Good, I was gonna make you get them either way," I replied, getting out of the car. I opened up the back door to get Peyton. "Hey sweetie, we're home," I say gently. Her eyes slowly opened and look around. I unbuckled her and she wraps her arms around my neck. I close the door and carry her inside to her bed.

"I'm surprised they didn't wake," Ryan whispers setting the twin's car seat against the wall. I nod, and quietly unbuckled Noah from his car seat and laid him down in his crib, and Ryan did the same with Summerlyn. "Now what?" Ryan asks.

"Food. I'm starving." I replied. I quickly turned on the baby monitor and left the room with Ryan behind me. "And I totally forgot, I needed to go grocery shopping," I said looking at the empty food cabinet.

"Panera? I'll go get it if you order it." Ryan says.

"Sure, that sounds good." I agreed, grabbing my phone. I order myself a salad, I ordered something for Peyton, and I order Ryan's usual. I placed the order. "It'll be ready in ten minutes."

"Alright." He says grabbing his car keys. "I'll be back." He adds kissing my cheek.

"Drive safe." I quickly added before he went out the door. The baby monitor walkie talkie started making noises, and I realized it was one of the twins crying. I run upstairs to find Summerlyn crying. I picked her up and swayed her back and forth.

"Mommy?" Peyton asks walking in.

"Yes, sweetie?" I asked turning around.

"Is Summer okay?"

"Yes, she's probably getting a little hungry," I replied, calming her down for now. "Let's go downstairs."

"What about Noah?" She asks.

"He's still sleeping, he's okay," I assure her. I walked out of the room with Peyton following close behind me. I make up a bottle for Summerlyn and sit down in the living room to feed her. Just as I started to feed Summerlyn, Noah started crying upstairs. Just as I stand up, Ryan comes walking through the door.

"I got him." He says setting down the bag of food and running upstairs. I finished feeding Summerlyn, burped her, and put her in her baby swing in the dining room, so I could keep an eye on her while we were eating. "Hey, it's okay buddy," Ryan says to Noah trying to calm him down. "I got it, you go eat," Ryan says as I was about to reach for Noah. I hand him the bottle and grabbed my food and Peyton's food.

"I got it." As the doorbell rang. I set Peyton's food in front of her and walked over to the door. I opened it up to see Chase and mom.

"Hey sis." He waves.

"Hey, come on in guys," I say stepping to the side. "Everyone's in the dining room," I add as they stepped in and slipped off their shoes by the door.

"Hi, grandma and Uncle Chase." Peyton smiles eating her food.

"Hey, P." Chase greets. Peyton slides out of her seat and hugs his leg.

"Where's Ryan?" Mom asks. I looked at her and something seemed off, like really off. I could also say the same about Chase.