Page 30 of Fighting Our Forever

“She gave me everything. It’s all in the back seat of my truck.”

“How long is he staying?”

“Forever,” Ryan says, standing up. “You got him, baby?”

“Of course, I do. You guys get his stuff in the house. I want all of it put in our room.”

“Yes, ma’am.” They say in unison before heading out the door.

Forever? Did his momma give him up? I know what it was like growing up without my mom. I’m not going to let little Rush go through that. I’ll be the best damn momma for him.

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Hours later after we gave Rush a bath and put him to sleep in his pack in play we have set up next to our bed, we’re back in the living room getting the lowdown on what happened earlier.

“She just gave him up? Just signed her rights away like it was nothing?” I ask, shocked that a mother could do this.

“Brenna was always a selfish bitch Precious,” Paul says while reading through the paperwork in the file Brenna gave to Ryan.

“Then what the hell were you doing… Nope, no I’m not going there. That was a long time ago.”

“Giving Rush up might be the only selfless act she’s ever done, and even that’s questionable,” Ryan adds.

“Baby put down those clothes and come here.”

Dropping the onesie I have in my hand, I crawl up to Ryan and snuggle into his chest. I love how warm he is and how safe I feel wrapped up in his arms.

“Now that you two have had some time to let it all sink in, we need to figure this out. Rush is mine, gonna be in my life forever. I know you didn’t sign up to be instant parents so I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to walk.”

“Shut up. That baby is mine, I’ve claimed him. I’ll be like the momma cat who raises a duck. He might not be blood, but he’s still mine.”

“Paul?”

“Precious said it right. He’s ours, what more is there to say?”

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