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“‘cause you know I’m really your daddy now, don't you?” He murmurs, moving his hands into every single place he knows I need it.
“Mmm hmmm… I hum.” Locking my arms around his neck.
“Daddy. Mommy and baby makes three,” He whispers in my ear tenderly, “Just like I dreamed it.”
“I love you Vincent.”
“I love you too, Violet… More than you’ll ever know.”
Extra Extended Epilogue
Thirteen Years Later
VINCENT
From the journal of Prof. Vincent Valentine…
It’s thirteen years to the day… Valentines day.
The day I asked her and the day she said yes that still feels like yesterday, making me the happiest, luckiest man alive.
I haven’t made a journal entry since, only found this today after going through some old boxes in the attic…
Still can’t believe I waited so long. I mean, waiting a whole two weeks watching Violet. Weeks lost because every second with her, with our beautiful kids. It’s priceless.
I hung up my Professor’s cap. Cashed out from the college as well as my practice. Every minute of every day since then has been about the only thing that matters.
Family.
Destiny brought her to me, but its the gift of our kids that’s a debt I can never repay. Every time I look into their eyes, I see a piece of her. So I'm in heaven, seeing my Violet wherever I look at any hour of the day or night. Whether it's helping with homework or changing a diaper.
Violet’s eyes, her smile. All the kids have her good looks (Fortunately), so I really can feel like I'm watching her still, every moment of the day my eyes are on my greatest prize of all.
Our eldest son, Victor has a date tonight. ‘A little young’, I grumbled at the news. But Violet only made a face and reminded me that age isn't everything. Plus it’s not exactly a date either.
I quizzed Victor about it. There’s just this girl he likes is all.
He said he was just gonna go watch her-
Ah shit…
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12 SECONDS LATER
“Honey!?”
Racing from my office, sucking in air as I step on a plastic brick in the hall one of the kids left out for me, I fight the urge to scream profanity.
Running straight into her as I round the doorway to our bedroom, I ask her if Victor’s left yet.
She looks puzzled, then chagrined. Glancing down at herself, waiting for me to even notice that she's wearing something extra special… And nothing else.
“I found these…” she says with plenty of sass, snapping the elastic of a pair of underwear of hers I remember all too well.
I thought I’d lost them… but then again, haven't really needed that in a while. Violet uses my face as undies half the time we’re alone together.
“And yes I washed them, you sick bastard.” She coos, teasing me in her little girl way as she wags a finger in my face.
