“With our daughter.”
Point, Emma.My heart explodes in my chest. “Don’t be too perfect, pretty mama. Otherwise, I’m likely to propose in the parking lot of a strip joint. That’d be an awkward story to tell our kids.”
Her face lights up, with big eyes and an unhinged mouth. She silently mouthsour kids.
I kiss her on the forehead, buckle her in, and shut the door. Kids. Plural. She’s my family. I want her as my wife. I’m not sure how I’ll pull it all off, but it will happen. I toss the Jeep keys in the air as I walk to the driver’s seat and climb in.
She leans against her door with sleepy eyes. “What a night. Glad it’s over.”
I chuckle. “Me too, baby. I can’t handle any more right now.”
“We’ll get a couple hours sleep before Cally wakes.”
“Perfect.” I pull my wallet and phone from my back pocket, turn the engine over, and notice a light flashing on my screen. No one has this number except the Titan guys and Emma.
And Mazie.
I slide the screen on, and there’s her text:There’s a guy looking for you. Pops is dead.