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EPILOGUE - KAI
Seven Months Later
“Baby,sitdown.OrI’m going to spank you in front of the kids.” Molly sighs, slowly plopping her ass next to me as I wrap my arm around her shoulder. “He’s sleeping, baby. Leave him alone.”
“But is he breathing? He’s so quiet.”
“Because he’s gotyourmanners,” I retort softly. “If he had mine, he’d be screaming.”
A light chuckle rumbles from her chest, but it doesn’t take the tenseness out of her body as our son lies sleeping in his little bouncy chair.
Hayden Odin Wolfe.
My woman wanted to keep some of my name in him and I didn’t have the heart to tell her that it was unnecessary. She has me locked in any decision that she makes as long as she never makes that god-awful meatloaf again and lies in my bed every night.
“Molly, I’m not above fucking you right now. Don’t test me to get you to relax.”
She begins to fidget with her fingers as if she can’t focus on anything else but our new baby. Which gets me a tad jealous that my son is cock-blocking me and will be for a while. “What am I supposed to do when he’s sleeping?”
“Sleep. Rest. Go read. Cook. Play Barbies. Fuck me.”
She smacks my thigh but squeezes it, earning a twitch of my cock. “How are you not helicopter moming right now?”
“Because I’ve already had two kids.”
Molly runs an exasperated hand down her face and sinks back into the couch. “I don’t want to be that mom. My momwasthat mom. She used to suffocate me, and I rebelled like an asshole.”
“He’s four days old, baby. You’ll get the hang of it.”
“Will I?” she asks almost skeptically. “I literally can’t stop staring at him in case something happens. Every time he’s too quiet, I think he—”
“I’ve heard the pair of lungs on that kid,” I reply, lacing my fingers with hers. “The boy can breathe.”
She nods her head still staring at him. “Okay.”
“You gonna try to chill?”
“Sure.”
Lies.
I have no doubt that Molly will be an exceptional mother, she already is one to Lark and Bria, but I can understand how it’d be different since she birthed this one and is starting from scratch.
“You know…” I hedge to change the subject. “I have something else you can focus on to help you stop obsessing over our new kid.”
Molly looks over at me with a perked brow. “Kai, if you mention your dick to me one more time—”‘
“I want you to marry me, Molly.” She stills and now I think she’s stopped inhaling and exhaling air through her lungs. “Are you breathing now?”
“Are you…serious?”
“As much as you hover over our kid, yes.”
She repositions her body to face me, still not buying it from the pinched brows and heavy staring. “You wantmeto marryyou?”
“I’m not going to offer it up to anyone else,” I say solemnly. “So, yes. Me.”
“But…are you sure? I’ve been nothing but an emotional mess for weeks and I’ve ordered you around to place all of Hayden’s things exactly where I wanted them. Then I asked you to repaint the roomtwicebecause I’m apsychoand the first color was fine. I’m notsaneanymore, Kai. I broke. Somewhere along the lines of me finding out I got pregnant, my rationality snapped. I’m amom. Do you know what that means? It means I’m responsible for a human being. A small one. One that is going to drive me up a wall and you’re going to take the brunt of it.”
