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I chuckle softly. “You were amazing with them, Chase. And it was a good day.”

He kisses my forehead. “Don’t shortchange yourself, Rox. You were too.”

I trace lazy circles on his chest before I freeze and quietly say. “I want this… more moments like today.”

He stills for a moment before asking, “What do you mean? You want to babysit more? Or do you actually want… kids?”

Lifting my head, I meet his gaze. His dark eyes are vulnerable and filled with so much emotion. I smile and kiss his chin. “Both… I would love to keep them again. And… I want… our own kids… I know we briefly mentioned it at the beach house, but... I do want this. For so much of our life together, I’ve been trying to make you leave… but you didn’t… but… do you- do you want kids with me, Chase?”

His smile spreads slow and tender. He nods. “I do. I’ve always wanted kids. I’ve wanted kids with you… a future with you. I said that and I meant it. I was just waiting for you to realize you wanted it… no, you deserved it, too.”

We kiss sweetly. Then, we sit in the quiet for a while, just watching the kids sleep.

I want kids with Chase. He wants them with me.

I want everything with this man.

When his sister arrives to pick them up, Bella doesn’t want to leave. She hugs my knees and looks up at me. “I love you, Aunt Roxy.”

Swallowing back the lump in my throat, I bend down and tap her nose with my finger. “I love you, too, munchkin. You can come spend time with us anytime. I had fun today. Thank you for taking care of me.”

Her nose wrinkles and she blinks at me. “I had fun, too. And you were a good girl.”

We all laugh.

Liam high-fives Chase as we walk them to the door. He pauses and turns back, “You’re the best uncle ever.”

Chase grins, “Thanks buddy. You’re a pretty awesome nephew.”

I swipe at a tear as they leave.

Chase pulls me close, kissing the side of my neck. “We’d rock this parenting thing, huh?”

I chuckle. “I think we would actually. After I nap for a month.”

He laughs and closes the door. “Deal. But first… how about we practice baby making so we get a really good nap after?”

Tangled in his arms, after we practiced the hell out of making babies, I realize…

The future might be messy but with Chase…. it’s also gonna be magic.

And I’m ready to live this life of ours to the fullest.

I’m not pushing or running anymore.

I’m all in.

CHAPTER 19

BREAKING GROUND

ROXY

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The day starts with a knock at the bathroom door and a shit-eating grin on Chase’s face.

“Come with me,” he says. His eyes are dancing and he’s practically bouncing on his toes.

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