“Then do it,” Kane says. “Coming home is never the wrong answer. If you hate it, you can always go back.”

“No,” Cam says, shaking his head. “That’s not how it works.”

“Come home,” Shawn says.

“This is where you belong, mate” I agree. “Always has been, always will be. We have your back.”

He nods and then grins. “I’m going to need a place to live.”

“We have Maeve for that,” Kane says. “If you need a place to crash in the meantime, you can stay here.”

“With the screaming baby?” Cam asks, just as we hear the baby crying upstairs. “I’m sure I can find a place.”

“There’s always the cabin,” Shawn says. “I know it’s far away, but it’s there if you want it.”

“I’ll grab a rental here on the island,” Cam replies. “It won’t be a problem. I’m not going to stay with my dad, that’s for sure. And the hotel I usually use is fucking expensive. Anyway, thank you. I needed to talk it out. To make sure I wasn’t out of my mind.”

“I don’t think you are. Well, not over this.” I pat him on the shoulder.

“I have to catch a flight to D.C.,” Cam says and stands up.

“I have some writing to do while the story is fresh in my head,” Shawn adds.

“I’m going to stay behind and talk with Kane.”

We say our goodbyes to the other two, and then Kane and I take our coffee out to the sunporch.

“Izzy starts her new job tomorrow,” I say as we stare out at the ocean beyond.

“And we’re ready,” Kane replies. “It’s going to be a hell of a party.”

“Izzy has no idea. It’s perfect. Thanks for hosting.”

“It’s our pleasure. Stasia isn’t feeling up to going out too much yet, so it works out well for us. What’s on your mind, Keegan?”

I set my coffee aside and run my hand through my hair. “Have you given any more thought to selling the property we looked at?”

“I have. Have you decided that you want it, then?”

“I do.” I turn to my brother now, the person I trust most in the world. “I want to build a house on it. I’m going to ask her to marry me.”

His lips tip up in a smile. “I’m happy for you, brother.”

“I never expected this turn of events, and that’s the truth. But I can’t see myself without her. And she deserves better than the tiny flat above the pub.”

“Has she complained?”

“Not once. But Christ, Kane, I don’t know how our parents raised us all up there for as long as they did. It’s tight with just Izzy and me. And I want to give her a pretty house that she can fuss over.”