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“Well, we know if we let them choose, he’ll end up with a Disney princess name.” Quinn laughs, knowing damn well it’s the truth. The girls can’t get enough of those movies.
“Yeah, I guess we’ll have to intervene. He doesn’t look much like an Elsa or a Mirabel to me.”
Quinn stands up, placing her coffee cup on the table. “All right, you two. Go get your boots and coats on. Let’s take him outside.”
The twins scurry off to get their stuff, and Quinn turns to me. “Thank you, baby. This means so much to us.”
“Anything for you,” I say, leaning in for a kiss.
Cute little voices calling “Come here, boy” fill the air before a whirlwind of curls and fur flies past us, heading toward the back door.
“Welp, guess they’re ready to go outside.” We laugh and slip on our coats and shoes.
Playtime outdoors doesn’t last too long in the cold New York air, but it’s enough to see how well the little guy already fits in amongst the girls.
Once back inside, Quinn and the girls take the puppy into the playroom. I hear their giggles as I approach the doorway. Poor guy is wrapped up in some sort of green blanket with just his snout and eyes peeking through.
Chuckling as I lean against the door frame, it alerts them of my presence. “Daddy, look… he’s silly,” Sophie says and points.
Addy chimes in with her own devious laugh and covers her mouth as the dog tries to wiggle his legs free. Leaving the green blanket just dangling from his head and down his back, he clumsily walks around.
“Little guy looks like he’s wearing Bruno’s tunic,” Quinn says, and the puppy barks.
“Bruno, huh?” I question, causing the dog to bark at that name?”
“Yeahhh, Bruno!” they cheer in unison and start dancing and singing their own toddler version of the song.
“All right, Bruno, it is,” I say, looking at Quinn, who’s staring at the girls and Bruno lovingly.
I cannot wait to show her the real gift I have for her. Well, it’s more of a gift for my girls and me. But I can’t wait to see her face when she opens the envelope I have waiting in our bedroom.
It’s something I’ve dreamt about since the first night I found out about my girls. Something I think we’ve all been waiting for.
* * *
Three months later
Well, it’s official.
As we walk out of the courthouse doors with both girls in our arms, Quinn is legally Sophie and Addison’s mom. Not that she hasn’t been in every sense of the word for the past two years, but now it's legitimate.
I asked Quinn if she’d do me the honor of adopting our girls on Christmas night in the comfort of our room. There were lots of tears, followed by me proving to her exactly how much she means to me. It was a night I don’t think I’ll ever forget, making love till the sun came up.
Considering we had no opposition from Cami, the adoption process went quite smoothly. Besides the paperwork and meeting with a social worker, the only obstacle has been the time it took to file and schedule a court date.
I wasn't surprised at Cami’s readiness to sign over the girls. She hasn’t reached out once since she signed over her parental rights. She’s now married to a Wall Street retiree, and living that lavish life she always wanted. I wish no ill will her way, because she gave me my two miracles, and for that, I will always be grateful. But as of today, she is officially out of our lives, and I couldn’t be happier.
“Mama, we have ice cream,” Addy says from my arms as we get them buckled up in their car seats.
“Of course, she’s asking you.” I laugh, giving Addy a kiss on the forehead.
“Well, clearly, she knows who’s in charge here.” Quinn beams from the other side of the back seat, strapping in a sleeping Sophie.
“Oh, is that so?” I cock a brow at her.
She laughs and climbs into her side of the truck.
“That’s not what you were saying last night… if I recall correctly, you were yelling how I own every inch of you, and that your body was made to be mine.” I wink, seeing the blush creep up her cheeks right before she swats at my arms.
