Page 128 of Ringer's Freedom


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Ringer is in the waiting room with the rest of the guys while Brenna and I are visiting the newest members of our family. Cole and Cade are the cutest babies I’ve ever seen. Not that I spend too much time around babies in general, but still.

I’m sitting on the couch, with Brenna plastered to my side, as we both look at Cole in my arms. Trigger refuses to let go of Cade, and Pebbles wanted a break, so they let us hold Cole.

I run the back of my finger down his pudgy cheek, and we both ‘ooo’ and ‘ahh’ over his little noises. “You guys did pretty well, they are super cute,” I tell the new parents.

“So cute!” Brenna adds with a tearful smile.

“Oh God, please don’t start crying,” I groan.

“What! I just love babies.”

“Ew.”

Brenna playfully backhands my arm. “If babies are so ‘ew’ then give him to me!”

“Hey now!” Trigger barks quietly, a sleeping Cade pressed to his chest. “No roughhousing while you’re holding my kid.”

“Gimme!” Brenna waves her grabby hands at me and takes the baby from my arms, cuddling him into her embrace.

I run my fingers over his capped head before pushing off the couch and heading over to Pebbles’s hospital bed. She has a look of exhausted bliss.

I take my phone from my hoodie pocket and snap a picture of her.

She turns a glare on me. “Delete that shit right fucking now, Lilah Jane.”

“Nope. One day you’ll appreciate it.”

“I probably look like fucking ass.”

I nod with a grimace. “Yes, you do.”

She scoffs, flicking me off. I laugh and swat her hand away. I sit next to her on the edge of her bed, and she smiles up at me.

“Proud of you, Pebbles.”

“Thank you.”

We laugh over all the weird shit Brenna is cooing at Cole and Trigger’s soft snores as he holds Cade in a death grip.

A few minutes later, Flame and Ringer enter the room.

“Time to go already?” Brenna pouts.

“Let’s go, baby,” Flame nods at her as she guards Cole with her arms.

“I’m not ready,” she whines.

We all chuckle at Brenna. I push off from Pebbles’s bed and press a kiss to her head. “Love ya, mama.”

“Love you guys, thank you so much,” she smiles sleepily.

I head into Ringer’s arms and watch as Flame takes Cole from Brenna and puts him carefully into his crib. Turning up to him, I see Ringer’s eyes studying Trigger closely as he cuddles his baby.

A pang of something close to regret hits me straight in the chest.

It’s set in stone that I don’t want kids. But am I keeping Ringer from something that he truly wants?

I hope not.

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