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“You still would’ve married him?”
“Are you dense? No, I wouldn’t have married him, but there is an entire community that is attracted to incarcerated people.” I shrug once again. “I wanted to know what my options were.”
“It’s not my thing at all, but I could put you in cuffs if that’s what you want.”
My laughter fills the inside of the SUV as his look grows a little more pensive.
“On second thought, maybe that would be my thing.”
“You need to calm down before we get back to your dad’s place.”
“The boys are going to be ecstatic,” he says, his smile growing wider. “But we’re heading straight to my house. Dad texted that he brought the boys there.”
“What in the world?” I say less than five minutes later when he turns into his driveway. “That’s my dresser, and that’s my laundry basket.”
Chase is speechless, telling me he had no involvement in this as we watch our fathers team-lifting my dresser and carrying it through his front door.
“It seems you’re moving in with me.”
My jaw would be in my lap if it were humanly possible.
“Speechless?”
I shake my head, a contradiction to my inability to form words.
“I know we said we’d go slow, and that we could keep this platonic. I guess it’s still an option even after last night, but maybe we need to rethink that, considering how fast you came and, well, it would be a little uncomfortable sleeping on the floor.”
I don’t bother to look over at him as I watch my mother struggling to move the queen-sized mattress off the trailer.
“One, you said you weren’t going to tease me about that coming thing, and two, if they’re so gung-ho about me moving in with you, why would they bring me a separate bed?”
“That’s actually a damn good question. Let’s go ask them.”
I’m still staring at my mother when my door is pulled open.
“Are you going to make me face them alone?” Chase asks, holding his hand out for me to take.
“I should,” I tell him, placing my hand in his. “I’m still not convinced you didn’t have a hand in this.”
“Honestly, I wish I’d thought of it.”
He gives me that smile that says a million different things. Although it’s similar to the one I’ve seen directed at others more times than I can count, I can now see the part of it that’s for me and me alone.
“I love you,” I whisper, feeling it in every single cell in my body.
“Baby,” he whispers, his hand going to my face.
“Daddy!” Cole screams from the front porch, but his lips are on mine before I can turn my head in that direction.
“Ew!” Cale says, and our touching lips turn up in grins.
Tears threaten at the idea of having everything I’ve ever wanted right here in a place I never thought I could find happiness.
“I love you, too,” he whispers.
“Madison!” they both scream when we pull our faces from each other.
“Are you our new Mommy?” Cale asks, and the hope in his little blue eyes is palpable.
