“Please,” he amended.
She smirked, then turned the burner off.
She grabbed a hand towel and walked over to us.
I pointed at the barstool.
She lifted a brow but sat down beside Dad.
I looked at Cole and winked.
He grinned, then looked at Lila, “So there’s something we want to ask you.”
She nodded, “Yes, I would have given you a kidney but now I can’t.”
We giggled as Dad growled.
She bumped his shoulder.
I asked, “Would you give us your heart?”
She looked at me with a sweet smile on her face, “All day everyday, sweetheart.”
I grinned, “Good. Because that’s kind of a requirement.”
But Cole and I knew that if one of us really needed her heart, she’d give it without hesitation.
I handed her the paperwork.
She took it, and then her eyes stalled on a part of the first page.
I grinned, then slid a pen her way.
Her eyes came to us with tears welling in them, “Are you both serious?”
We both nodded at once.
She set the papers down, then looked at us and said, “On one condition.”
We both nodded.
“You both have to promise this, okay?” she said.
We both nodded again.
“Don’t ever fucking change.” She said as tears trailed down her cheeks, then she was up, racing around the corner of the island, and had her arms around both of us.
And then... three weeks later, we stood in front of the judge.
And the moment he sighed the papers, I looked at her, “Love you, Mom.”
Tears trailed down her cheeks.
Cole snickered, “Yeah, Mom. Love you, too.”
She cried harder.
Dad wrapped her in his arms and buried his face in her hair.
