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Sully’s expression is understandably guarded. “What are you saying?”

It’s time to jump. To leap and trust that we’ll make it. For better or worse. The only way forward is for us totry.“I’m saying let’s dismiss the divorce filing. I told you I wanted to do this, but I can’t be half in, half out. So I’m in…if you’ll have me.”

All those severe lines disappear in an instant, and Sully lights up like a kid, making him look so much like T.J. “Are you kidding me? Ofcourse I’ll have you.” He scoots in close and palms my cheek. “I love you.” He murmurs the words against my lips.

“I love you too.” I grasp his forearm, clinging to him. “And I’m so sorry it took me so long to get here, but I don’t want to be anywhere else.”

“So you’re coming back to Murphy and Machon?”

“If you’ll have me.”

“Oh, sweetheart, it’syourfirm. Just like I am. Completely yours.”

“I’m yours too.”

He breaks into a glorious smile. “Bloody hell, I’ve never heard anything better.”

Then my husband kisses me, and my world rights itself again.

Chapter 43

Sully

“Hey love,” I whisper softly as I smile down at my tiny daughter. Ten finger and ten toes and the sweetest little face I have ever seen. Six pounds of perfection.

I press a kiss to the top of her forehead, the fresh scent of baby powder overtaking the harsh antiseptic of the hospital.

Tia’s little eyes crack as she blinks up at me.

Tia Hope Murphy didn’t give us quite the scare her brother had. After a few weeks of bed rest the doctors decided it was time for a c-section. The whole thing went as smooth as any c-section can go, and now my wife is resting in the bed beside me and our daughter is lying in my arms.

Happy can’t possibly describe this feeling rushing through me.

Tia yawns and her eyes drift closed again so I glance over at my gorgeous wife, who’s sleeping peacefully.

The peace is fleeting. Cal will be here with the boys any minute now.

“Mom! Dad!” With a knight helmet on his head and a sword in his hand, T.J. bursts inside the hospital room.

“Shhh.” I nod toward his mum who is already stirring.

As soon as he spots us, T.J rushes forward. Quickly, I twist to keep the baby away from the plastic weapon.

“T.J.,” Lo huffs as she, Cal and Murphy hurry in after him. “We aren’t allowed to run.”

My son shrugs and drops his sword on the empty chair before he moves toward Sloane again. “I was excited.”

I reach out and catch T.J. with my free hand, stopping him from reaching his mum.“Be careful. She has a hurt stomach.”

T.J. frowns but he stays a step back, and I can see the concern on his little face.

“We’re excited to see you too.” Sloane clears her throat, attempting to get rid of the husk in her voice. “What’s with the costume?” Her eyes move from T.J to Murphy. She shift and then winces as she moves to give T.J. a hug.

That’s when I notice that all four of them are wearing matching pink t-shirts.

My son looks down at the shirt he’s wearing which announces he’s thebest big brother.“Well Uncle Cal said we need to take care of the people that we care about and that sometimes that means doing things we hate.” He scowls and grumbles, “Like wearing pink to claim our sister.”

Cal beams. “I got you both shirts too. Best mommy and better daddy!”