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I’m not crying. You’re crying!
As I stare at the ring on my finger with the man holding the girl who he showed what a dad could be like, and a woman that love still exists, I think about one thing. Well, two. I want him to knock me up again.
And… if you’re ever not sure, be with someone who loves you without chains. Don’t let them lock you up and hold you hostage. Unless you’re into that, then, have at it, girlfriend. But if you’re not, and you feel suffocated by what they think you should be like, don’t. Love is freedom, and you choose who you give it to.
I give my love to this guy who we now call daddy.Wink wink.
Seated on the couch with both kids on his lap, Cason's eyes find mine. “That’s a yes, right?”
I want to burst with laughter or tears. I’m not sure which one. So I lean in, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Only if you add one to the roster tonight,” I tease, wondering if he’s going to catch onto the meaning.
A ghost of a smile passes on his lips. “Bedtime, kids.”
The End