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I wrap my arms around her and pull her to my chest, then whisper, “Vincent is three years old. He’s amazing. I can’t wait for you to meet your grandson.”
She clings to me as she sobs, “You’re a papa.”
“Yes. I can’t tell you how incredible it is to hear my boy call me Daddy.”
Mama pulls back so she can see my face. “I’m glad you’re happy,zaika.”
I wipe a tear from her cheek. “You’re going to be happy too. Everleigh is getting her house ready for you. It’s not far from us. I’ll be able to see you more.”
Again she starts to cry, hugging the life out of me. “I’ll be happy wherever you are.”
“I’m sorry I took so long to come get you,” I whisper.
She shakes her head. “It’s okay. I knew you would come.”
We settle back into our seats, and Mama takes a moment to compose herself. Every now and then, she glances at Viktor and Alexei.
My mother is old school. She’s been taught to fear men and obey their every word. It will take a while for her to adjust to life in the US.
Everleigh
“Shoot,” I mutter as I rush to the oven. I pull it open and let out a sigh of relief when I see the mini cupcakes didn’t burn.
“We have a winner,” I call to Rosalie, where she’s tidying the living room.
“Really?” She comes rushing into the kitchen. “Let them cool off before we put the icing on.”
“Okay.”
If it weren’t for Rosalie, I wouldn’t have gotten it right to make the cupcakes. She’s a patient teacher.
“What’s still left to do?” I ask after I’ve set the cupcakes down on the cooling rack.
“We need to place the flowers in vases and get the welcome banner up.”
I place my hand on my stomach, then admit, “I’m nervous. What if she doesn’t like me?”
Rosalie wraps her arm around my shoulders and steers me toward the living room. “She’s going to love you. Stop worrying, or we won’t get everything done in time for your mother-in-law’s arrival.”
“You’re right,” I mutter. Taking a deep breath, I grab the banner. “Let’s get this up.”
“Mommy,” Vincent calls from where he’s playing in his old bedroom. “Why can’t we go back to Daddy’s house?”
“Because someone very important is coming to meet you,” I shout so he’ll hear me.
“Who?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“I want to know,” he wines.
“Vincent Alek Adams, Mommy needs you to be a good boy!”
“Take care of him. I’ll get the banner up,” Rosalie says.
“Thank you.” I rush to the bedroom only to see Vincent’s toys scattered all over the floor.
Rosalie and I have been working our butts off to get the house ready for Alek’s mother.
