Picture Perfect

going to be a Great-Gram in about five months. #LookOutDuggars
    Holy wow. When Sylvia said she was going to announce it, she wasn’t kidding.

Chapter Thirty-Three

    Dinner at the Hart house was a loud affair, all of us joking and laughing as we ate. There were new additions to the Hart clan that night, Dillon and Leah Cooper. This Sunday family dinner was their first, as they had only just begun getting to know their family. It was all very complicated really, because while they were siblings to Dante and Damien, they weren’t related to Dominique and Delilah, but they were related to Spencer.
    Leah was lovely, an ethereal beauty really. She was super-sweet and very kind. She got along beautifully with Dominique, Delilah, Sabrina and Brooke, and they made sure to include Tessa in all of their conversations. They got along like gangbusters, which I could see made Dante in particular very happy.
    It also seemed to go a long way to ease Dillon’s nerves. He was definitely the more cautious of the Cooper siblings, not that I could blame him. I’d been told about his upbringing, and I couldn’t imagine how hard that had been on him. He’d lived his first year with the Hart’s before being put up for adoption with Leah when she was born. They’d been adopted together by a couple that had loved them both, but then tragedy had struck when Dillon was ten. The parents had been killed in a freeway shooting, and none of their family members wanted to raise children that weren’t related by blood. Dillon and Leah had been raised from then on in a series of foster homes. As if that weren’t bad enough, he was a widower.
    I liked Dillon a lot and so did my dad. In a surprise to no one, Gram and Pop had taken to Dillon and Leah immediately. I made a mental note to self to tell my dad that I was pretty sure Gram had grandchild fever and that we really needed her to slow down now. Dillon, Leah and Dominique were all single and I just knew Gram would be anxiously looking for mates for them.
    Although… I had my suspicions that Dillon had already found someone that he was interested in. Whenever he thought no one was paying attention, he watched Dominique like a hawk. Interestingly, she watched him whenever she could as well. Their interactions were strange. Something tickled at my brain every time I saw them together, but I’d yet to put my finger on it.
    My sister was a complicated girl. I had Delilah’s entire life story, backwards and forwards, but I can’t say the same thing about Dominique. She was the Alcatraz of information- nothing ever came out. I noticed that all of her siblings were keeping a close eye on her, and I wanted to know what that was about, but I was afraid to ask. I’d only just gotten her in my life, and I didn’t want to risk losing her.
    The highlight of the evening was watching my dad and Sandra together. They weren’t openly tactile, but anyone with a brain could see that they were becoming something, together. Sandra had piqued my curiosity earlier and I wanted to know more about her. I liked her a hell of a lot, had a ton of respect and admiration, not to mention gratitude, for her and all that she had done for her family, but I knew there was more to the story than what I’d already been told.
    As dinner was winding down, Spencer and Damien stood and asked for everyone’s attention. Spencer spoke first.
    “As you all know, I am literally losing my mind not being married to my beautiful fiancée. Delilah and I have decided to get married the weekend after next at our home in Malibu. I know it’s short notice, but we want to do this before Flynn and Tessa head out on tour. So please, everyone, be with us next week as we take this next step together. Now for the even more exciting news…”
    Laughing, Damien took over. “We’ve been all around this and have looked at every angle, but the truth is, Spencer and I are not patient men. We got engaged within twenty-four hours of each other, and we’ve been haggling ever since about who should get married first. Brooke and Delilah decided for us that we’re having a double wedding. So everyone really needs to get their party hats on, because we are doing this right.”
    We all erupted in applause, everyone shouting out that they would be there. Over the next few minutes I found out that only the people that were sitting around the table would be at the wedding because the Hart’s had decided on a family only tradition. I thought that