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Seven Years Later

Fancy

We’ve moved four times. We still all wear the same wedding bands. We legally changed our names a few years ago to Rivera-Hart. We are all equally listed on all accounts, policies, cars, home deeds, wills, everything that matters.

Are we legally married? Who cares? That’s just a piece of paper. A marriage license will never replace what’s in our hearts. Everything we own, everything that’s important is rock solid.

Although, I still have that first marriage certificate for sentimental reasons.

The guys are running a new office for our home company HARDCORE Security. I’m taking a couple years off but still help with the paperwork, interviews and some training.

I have another job. One that’s much more time consuming. But luckily operates out of the back room of the Security office.

“Momma, Momma, want toy.”

“Papa, it’s my toy.”

I glance at the clock and see it’s time to lock up anyway. Thank god it’s Rico’s night to cook. I’m starving. Kade and I are on bath time and nonstop laundry with twins.

Felipe looks just like Rico. Philly with her blonde hair takes after Kade.

Yep, fraternal twins with two donors. Didn’t even know it was a thing with a long ass name, until we had our babies.

I glance at the urn that sits on my desk, kiss my fingertips and brush it over the center before standing.

My men stop at the open door and smile at me, each holding a child.

The love that shines from their gazes still takes my breath away.

Later I’ll let them know we’re expecting twins again.

Joining me all five of us exchange our ritual kissing round. The littles laughing gleefully.

“We have so much to be thankful for,” Kade says, kissing the top of my head.

“Yes, we do,” Rico agrees.

“Yes, we do.”

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