But his parents haven’t forgotten what the district pulled.
And they have money…money that’s now been earmarked for a non-profit to help kids in Blake’s and Adrian’s situations.
Kids who’ve been through too much, who have to carry too much on their young shoulders, and who just want to go to school.
Yeah, Holly’s quaking in her boots.
It’s great.
That pink slip still may be coming my way.
But there are more jobs, more ways to be there for my kids, including via that non-profit.
I’ll be okay.
“When are we getting married?” Colt murmurs, his mouth at my ear as he loops an arm around my middle and draws me back against his chest.
“You have to ask me first, buckaroo,” I accuse lightly, spinning in the circle of his hold and poking him in the chest.
A chuckle. A sexy smile that has me melting from the inside out.
“What’s that look for?” I ask.
A jerk of his chin. “Turn around, starfire.”
Spinning, I see the kitchen’s emptied out…
“Where’d—?”
But when I look back to Colt, he’s not where I left him.
Instead, he’s on one knee, holding?—
“Oh, my God!” I gasp.
“What do you say, Teach?”
“Why are you holding Hamish?” I blurt.
His mouth quirks. “Because he’s holding something for you.”
He is. Kind of.
Still, the tiny ribbon Colt has secured around Hamish’s neck has my heart pounding, my hands going to my mouth.
Because hanging from it is a shining diamond ring.
“Marry me, baby?” he asks.
I’m frozen, tears pouring down my cheeks, completely unable to form words.
He comes to his feet and draws me into his arms, kissing them away. It’s…coming home. It’s the beauty of a future together. It’s the?—
“Did she say yes?!”
Laughter bubbles up in me as I turn around and smile at our family. “You haven’t given me a chance to.”
Blake grins at me, draws the newest member of our family (hopefully) to his side and my heart squeezes when Sara swipes her finger beneath each eye.
