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“Why? What is wrong with today being a best day?”

“Because today was normal.” He threw up a hand. “Just a normal, good day. You worked. I worked. We came home. That’s it.”

“But it was a best because of you.”

“Memphis.” He pressed a hand to his heart. “You honor me.”

“It’s just the truth.”

He strode toward me, taking my face in his hands. “Then here’s another truth. I’m going to take them. I’m going to take all of your bests. Every damn one until you can’t keep track of the top five anymore because there are so many bests that you’ll need a hundred to capture them all.”

“Promise?” I whispered.

“I swear it.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

KNOX

I was three steps down the hallway when the sight in my favorite chair stopped me midstride.

Memphis had Drake on her knee, holding him up by the armpits. She leaned in and blew a kiss on his neck, making him giggle. When he laughed, she laughed. When her eyes twinkled, his did the same. He had her eyes, chocolate brown flecked with gold.

The pair of them were in their own little world in that chair.

Memphis had rolled out of bed when he’d started making noises this morning. I’d rushed through a shower but now I saw the error of my ways. I should have been right here, watching from the sidelines because goddamn it, that was a view.

Nothing beyond my windows would ever compare.

Memphis pulled in an exaggerated breath, then kissed him again, earning another laugh. A big laugh for such a small person.

Drake would have a happy life. She’d make sure of it.

And after last night, I would too.

There was no going backward now. Not after last night.

She’d given me her best days. I’d give her mine.

Both of them.

I unglued my feet and padded into the living room, going to the back of the chair.

“Hi.” Memphis smiled as she looked up at me.

“Hi.” I pulled her blond hair out of her face and leaned forward, bending at the waist to kiss her. Then I stole Drake from her lap. “Morning, boss.”

He drooled and shoved a chubby fist in his mouth.

I kissed his cheek. “You’re getting big.”

Drake answered by popping that fist free and letting out a squeal that filled the house. The noise startled him, his eyes wide, and then he did it again, stretching it out louder and louder.

Memphis laughed. “This is his new party trick.”

“I like it.” I settled him against my ribs and carried him to the kitchen, opening the refrigerator door.

Memphis followed, taking a seat on a stool at the island.