“We’d be thrilled,” I responded.
Hawke nodded. “Thank you, Ronan…and not just for this…”
I put my hand on Hawke’s upper arm and that seemed to be enough for him. We spent the rest of the drive talking about how Matty was adjusting to being home from the hospital. By the time we reached the address I gave him, I saw Seth’s car in the driveway along with another car, likely the realtor’s. “Thanks for the ride,” I said.
“Keep us posted,” Hawke called as I got out of the car and Inodded before trotting up the walkway to search out my husband so we could start yet another new chapter in our life.
Chapter 5
Mav
“So the reasonI wanted to stop by-”
My words were cut off when a voice rang out from somewhere in the apartment, “Dom, are you here?”
“In here, baby,” Dom called to his husband, even as his eyes stayed on me, his big hands wrapped around the coffee cup in front of him. I felt like a bug on a microscope slide with the way he was examining me. I reached for my own coffee and cursed inwardly at the slight tremor in my hand.
Fuck, I should have brought Matty like Ronan had suggested. He could have at least broken the damn ice.
But my pride had kicked in at the last minute and I’d told myself I was a grown ass man and didn’t need a five-year-old fighting my battles. Only now I was wondering if a smarter man wouldn’t have used every resource in his arsenal. Hell, at least I could have asked the kid if I could borrow his Spiderman doll for good luck or something.
I remained silent as I heard footsteps approaching and then the swing door to the kitchen was opening and Logan Barretti was striding through, his eyes searching out his husband’s. It was the only time Dom took his eyes off of me and I watched as his entirecountenance changed when he saw Logan. The other man leaned down to kiss Dom and I averted my eyes so I wouldn’t intrude on the intimate moment.
“Hi,” Logan murmured.
“Hi,” Dom responded softly, sensually.
Would that be me and Eli in nine years? Would what we had now be as strong after nine years of sharing our lives?
Yes.
No question about it.
The thought gave me strength and I steeled my spine. I was good enough for these men…to be a part of their family for real.
“Hey, Mav,” Logan said.
“Hi,” I said with a nod.
“Mav has something he wants to talk to us about,” Dom said as he linked his fingers with Logan’s and urged him to sit.
Us?
Fuck. I’d prepared myself for one protective father, not two.
Both men looked at me expectantly, but before I could even get a word out, the swing door opened again. “Papa?”
Logan and Dom’s four-year-old daughter strode into the kitchen and immediately crawled into Dom’s lap. The family’s German Shepherd, Sweetie, got up from where she’d been lying near my feet and ambled over to greet the little girl who immediately began petting the big dog.
“Did you have fun at pre-school today, baby girl?”
“Miss Valerie said I couldn’t be a wise man in the pageant,” the little girl pouted.
“How come?” Dom asked as he cuddled Sylvie against his chest.
“She said the wise men needed to be played by boys…she said I could be the In…In…”
“Innkeeper’s,” Logan supplied.
