Dylan grinned like a fool.

After exchanging sweet nothings for a while, Imogen finally returned to work, but not before discreetly retrieving her phone from beneath the folder, making sure he never realized she had left it behind on purpose.

As she focused on her tasks, Dylan secretly snapped a photo of her in concentration. He promptly posted it on his social media with the caption: [The future mother of my children].

His brothers hit like and flooded the comments instantly, asking if he had finally succeeded in winning her over.

Smugly, he replied: [Jen agreed to be my girlfriend.]

The collective response was a chorus of skepticism: [Anything can happen before your marriage is official.]

Dylan internally scoffed. Peter and the rest were just being sour grapes because they were jealous they had not locked things down with their respective lady loves yet.

His love was unwavering, and so was Imogen’s. Once they committed, it was for life. It was only a matter of time before they