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“I know baby. I wish I could give you a brother, but it seems you’re doomed to a life of sisters,” I chuckle.

“That’s okay. I’ll love her anyway.” He walks closer to me to try and get a peak at the baby falling asleep in my arms, “She’s so cute. So much cuter than Lenny was when she was born.”

“That’s not very nice, Ryder,” Aiden says walking into the room with Raylen, Lenny, in his arms.

“I’m sorry,” Ryder says, guiltily to his sister.

“It’s okay, Ryry. I forgive you.” Rylen says.

”Mom! Can I go hang out with Luca and Carter?” Rowan yells from somewhere in the house.

“Rowan, stop yelling, you’ll wake the baby,” Renly, my most reserved child yells back.

“Sorry!” Rowan calls back to her sister.

I stand up and put a, thankfully still asleep, Rosy back in her crib, and usher everyone out of the room. I walk down the stairs of our two story house. Rowan is already putting on her shoes, and Renly is sitting in the corner of our sectional with her kindle in her lap.

“Yes, Little Bear, you can go hang out with your friends.” I tell her, “Make sure you have your phone on you and be back by dinner please.”

Luca and Rowan are best friends and have been their entire lives. They spend all their time together. Carter is one of Rowan’s friends from school.

Over the last decade, our family has grown and changed. We have added people to our circle, and I am grateful to each and every one of them. My life is still a dream I hope I never wake up from, and I owe it all to that little boy all those years ago with a Bear t-shirt and a smile as bright as the sun.

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Prologue

Dallas-Four years ago

“I’m sorry, Brittany,” I say to my sobbing ex-girlfriend.

“Don’t do this Dallas,” she sobs. “You know we belong together.”

She couldn’t be any more wrong. Brittany and I have been off and on for the last two years. Our relationship is toxic, and it seems like we bring out the worst in each other. We are always fighting, breaking up, then making up. The make-up sex is really hot, but all the fighting is so frustrating.

As much as I don’t want to move to Colorado, I don’t have a choice, and trying long distance seems pointless.

I had been thinking about breaking up with Brittany for a while, but Chloe, my little sister, gave me the final push I needed when she gave me a list of every break up Brittany and I had over the last two years. I didn’t even know Chloe had been keeping a list, but it truly came in handy.

“No we don’t. All we do is fight, Brit. Let’s just part ways. I’m moving next week, the distance will make this relationship impossible to keep up with,” I’m pleading with her to understand so I can go home and finish packing.

“Fine!” She screams, “Don’t come crawling back to me when you can’t find anyone in Colorado. We are done, Dallas! For good.”

Perfect, that’s exactly what I wanted, “I wish you nothing but the best, Brittany.”

“Have a nice life, Dallas,” she scoffs before turning on her heel and walking away.

I let out a sigh of relief, standing there for a second and let the feeling of freedom wash over me before I hop into my car and head home to finish packing for our move next week.

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Two weeks later