Bronson
Four Months Later
I sat there as my entire world yelled at the television.
Football was always alive in our house.
We all pulled for the Nashville Trojans. And no, that had nothing to do with the card my boy had been handed all those months ago.
Just then, my phone rang.
I pulled it out and checked the caller.
Seeing it was my lawyer’s name, I frowned, then I answered the call.
“Yeah?”
***
An hour later, we were surrounding a little hospital bed, Lila and I had just signed the temporary paperwork.
“He’s fucking ours,” Cole growled.
Madalyn nodded, “Oh yeah.”
A Month Later
The judge banged the gavel.
Logan vaulted himself into Lila’s arms, then mine, then Cole’s, then Madalyn’s.
I grinned, “Logan Alexander McKinnon, we all love you.”
Tears formed in his green eyes, then he smiled.
‘A great relationship doesn’t mean everything is perfect. It means you love them enough to look past the things that aren’t.’
– Charles Orlando.
Epilogue
Lila
I stared down at the pregnancy test in my hand.
Positive.
I stared at the other four.
Positive.
Then I felt a smile split my cheeks.
I hid the tests, then headed to the kitchen and started dinner.
But first, I had five shirts made. Then I had them rushed.
Logan stood on the step stool beside me as we cooked dinner.
