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This is it. I can no longer go back to that crazy Brady who only cared about partying and hookers. I now have a son, and I fully commit to the responsibility of making sure he grows up knowing he has a father who loves him.
As I wait, I get a text from Izzie:
Just landed!Will meet you at the house soon?
Sure thing. Will see you there. I love you,I text back.
I open my suitcase and pull out the present I got for Liam and a single rose for Izzie that I purchased earlier at a different airport.
After waiting for about thirty minutes, I see a tiny blonde head emerge amongst the crowd of faces.
It’s her! You can’t forget that face. That beautiful fucking face.
I start waving my arms wildly so that she can see me.
As she and Liam get closer to me, Liam spots me first.
His eyes are electric with surprise as he sprints out to me.
“Brady!” He runs into my arms.
“Yo, Liam! My man!” I pick him up in my arms and swing him around.
My son.Thisis my son. And in a weird way, I think deep inside I’ve known along.
As he clings to me like velcro, I see Izzie over his shoulder, who runs out to me with her eyes swelling with tears.
I place Liam down and walk over to Izzie, grabbing her by the waist and kissing her on her soft lips.
Time stops.
I can stay in this moment forever with her. My futurewife.
She pulls away first, looking around as if she’s a tad embarrassed.
Ever since the tabloids ran that story about us, she’s been feeling extra paranoid about the attention she’s getting. I, frankly, think her reaction is kind of adorable. The flush in her cheeks is so cute, I can’t stand it.
I lean in and kiss her on the cheek to let her know that it’s okay.
We can continue this kiss later, of course.
“Brady,” she says, taking the rose from my hand, “you didn’t tell me you were going to meet us here.”
“Well,duh,” I shrug with a chuckle. “Otherwise, it wouldn’t be a surprise. You were surprised, right?”
A grin slowly spreads across her face as she shyly nods her head.
“Very.”
I hand the present to Liam. “I got you something too, little dude.”
He rips the present open like a savage. It’s the Super Bowl football, all autographed by the entire team. Liam looks like he’s about to faint.
“Oh Brady,” Izzie gasps. “You didn’t have to.”
“It’s no biggie.” I pat Liam on the shoulder. “After all, I’ll do anything for my family.”
“Thank you so much, Brady!” Liam grasps the football like it’s a golden ticket to Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory.
