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His eyes widen. "Are you… Are you sure?"

"Of course. You're a package deal. I might as well meet your other half, right?"

Kynan lifts our joined hands and presses his lips to my knuckles.

"You're the fucking best, Sawyer."

"Yeah. I really fucking am."

EPILOGUE

Three months later…

Kynan

It's a Friday morning, and Sawyer and I are starting the day the way we always do these days, in bed with Ashton crawling around between us, his soft, sweet coos filling the room.

I was so nervous about Sawyer meeting Ashton that night three months ago. It's one thing to say you're cool with a dude who has a baby, it's another thing to be faced with it. I was scared it would all be too much for him. He's already done the dad thing. I wouldn't blame him for not wanting to go there again.

But from the moment they met, they just bonded. By which I mean Ashton threw up all over Sawyer because he was still sick, but Sawyer took it well, laughing it off. We stayed up all night with the little fella, talking and comforting poor Ash as he struggled to sleep.

Three months later, Sawyer has practically moved in. I've been able to tone down my crazy work schedule, and Sawyer has been spending most of his time editing the interview, gettingready for its launch tonight. Every spare moment we have, we spend together.

I told my other brother, Bodhi, and my parents about Ashton and introduced him, as well as Sawyer, to them. I've met and hung out with both of Sawyer's sons. Benji was in the US on a book signing tour with his partner, Darren, and Finch is in town, still doggedly trying to land that exclusive interview. I can see why Sawyer is so proud of them. They're great guys.

Both of our families have been so accepting of us as a couple, which has been a huge relief. I was nervous meeting Benji and Finch since I'm younger than them, but they've both told me that as long as Sawyer is happy and I treat him well, that's all they care about.

"How are you feeling about tonight?" I ask as Sawyer blows raspberries on Ashton's belly.

He looks up. "I'm excited. You?"

"Excited, too. But also a little scared."

"It'll be amazing. You're happy with the final cut, right?"

"I am." It's not the first public screening of the interview I'm nervous about, it's the surprise I have planned for afterward.

Sawyer and Grayson's original plan was the traditional approach: to shop the interview around the major networks. They received plenty of interest, but every outlet had the same condition—they wanted final approval.

That was a deal-breaker for Sawyer because, true to what he'd been saying all along, he didn't want to exploit me by doing a cheap, headline-grabbing interview. He wanted to give me the opportunity to tell my story my way.

Getting nowhere, I put Grayson in touch with my management team and, together, they came up withDELVE, a YouTube channel—and podcast—where Sawyer interviews people and tells their stories by delving into their lives.

His way. Direct to the public. No corporate networks. No compromising on values and integrity. Just good old fashioned in-depth interviews and storytelling.

Over the past few months, I've been helping him build up his social media presence even more. My interview, which will launch his new platforms, goes live on YouTube at midnight tonight. It already has close to three million people registered to watch it as soon as it releases, which is a record, apparently.

"I'm really proud of you," I say as Ashton crawls along the bed from Sawyer to me.

"For what?"

"For doing things your way. For staying true to your principles. You could have easily sold this interview, made bank, and been done with it."

"That's not why I'm doing this."

"I know. And your sons are going to be even more proud of you than they already are," I say, knowing that's his driving motivation for this comeback.

A faint smile tugs at his mouth. "I hope so."

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