“Get a room.” Tristan and the twins chimed in together, something they did often around Nina and Brian.

Nina laughed, resting her head on Brian’s chest. “You made it home for Christmas.”

“I’d never miss Christmas. Did you put up the tree already?” He held his breath again. It was silly to want to choose the tree, not when there were only three days left.

“We never break tradition,” Jen answered. “It wouldn’t be the same without you.” She smiled at him from the corner where she was packing more boxes, and he returned her grin. Sabrina wandered in at that moment, her arms full of packets of food. She was six months pregnant, and practically glowing as she made her way over to Tristan, dumping the food on the table on her way.

She smiled at Brian as his brother pulled her into his arms, a gentle hand resting on her belly. When a young man wandered over to Jen and bent down to whisper in her ear, she nodded and smiled.

“Who’s that?” Brian asked Nina, his protective instincts kicking in at the possessiveness the man treated Jen with.

She laughed, and smacked his chest. “Be nice. That’s Jeremy. I told you about him the last time we spoke.”

“I don’t like the look of him. He strikes me as up to no good.”

Nina just rolled her eyes and burrowed closer to him, her arms sliding around his waist.

Brian looked at his brother over her head, and they smiled. They had a home. A family. And they had love. Before Nina, as much as Jen had tried, the brothers had been unable to tolerate being in the same house together for long enough to celebrate Christmas. Not only that, their father had refused to celebrate, denying the children what they so badly longed for.

As adults, they hadn’t realised what they were missing, until the day Nina and Sabrina entered their lives. Even Jen, who’d been as much of a workaholic as her brothers, was more relaxed now, able to enjoy the life that she’d built for herself as a successful psychologist with her own practice.

Nina had worked with Brian for a year, helping his with various aspects of the business at Guidice Games, guiding both him and Tristan into working together. Her relationship with her sister had healed quickly, once they’d learned how Michael Jones had deceived both of them.

When she’d found she was pregnant, a year and a half into their marriage, Nina renegotiated the terms of her partnership with her husband, deciding that she most definitely wanted to be a stay-at-home mother, at least until the twins were old enough to go to school.

Looking around at his family, Brian acknowledged that as much as his work thrilled him, loving and being loved by the people closest to him was the greatest game he’d ever created.

The end.