Page 70 of Rude Boss' Secret Baby
She nodded. “Yes, you have my permission.”
Leslie giggled as her free hand cupped itself over her mouth. “That thing is massive.”
I chuckled. “Leslie, you have brought more joy and more passion and more wonder into my life than I ever thought possible. You’ve given me a family I never thought I’d have, you’ve made this place a home when I didn’t think it was possible, and you’ve shown me that this world is no place for someone who holds onto the kind of anger I was carrying around. You are the billboard definition of someone not allowing the past to hold them back. Until you came into my life, I didn’t even think it was possible to move forward. You’ve changed me in every positive way, Leslie Popovich, and for the life of me, I can’t see my future without you in it.”
She sniffled. “Oh, Trey.”
I plucked the ring from the box and took hold of her left hand. “My life would be empty and fruitless without you in it. You, and Rori, and Angel… the three of you are my world now. And I don’t want to fall asleep and allow another day to pass by without asking you the one question I can’t seem to spit out without worrying about whether or not I’m going to fuck it up.”
Her eyes widened. “Trey, there are kids around.”
Rori fell apart in giggles as I peeked over at her.
“Don’t say that word. That’s a grown-up word.”
Then, Rori kissed my shoulder and smiled at me. “You’re doing a good job.”
I lowered my voice. “You think so?”
She nodded. “Now, ask, you crazy-head.”
I turned my attention back to the center of my world. “Leslie Popovich.”
She smiled as a tear-streaked her cheek. “Yes?”
I poised the ring just beyond her left-hand ring finger. “Will you marry me?”
And when she nodded, my heart burst with ecstatic glee. “I’d love nothing more, handsome.”
I slipped the ring onto her finger as Rori ran out into the hallway, clapping and screaming that her parents were getting married. I stood to my feet, bringing Leslie with me as I kissed her with just as much passion and lust as the first time our lips had ever met. My heart hammered against my chest with delight. I cradled our infant daughter’s head as Leslie’s free arm wrapped around my waist tightly.
And after our lips finally parted, our beautiful daughter finally woke up.
“I feel someone sucking on my robe,” Leslie whispered.
I smiled. “Might want to do something about that, then.”
She eased back down into her rocking chair. “Do you mind getting me something to eat? She’s cluster-feeding, and I haven’t even had breakfast yet.”
I bent forward and kissed her forehead. “Anything for my future wife and the mother of my child.”
She tilted her head back, giving me an upside-down kiss. “I love you so much.”
I nuzzled my nose against hers. “I love you, too, Lizzy.”
She giggled. “You know, I usually hate it when people call me that. But, I don’t hate it from you.”
I picked myself up. “I’ll take that as a win. How do hot tea and a breakfast sandwich sound?”
“Oh, that sounds amazing. Can you put some of that horseradish sauce you have on it, too?”
I chuckled. “Anything for my queen.”
“Daddy!” Rori exclaimed.
Leslie gasped. “Since when is she calling you that?”
I walked over to the doorway and peered over my shoulder. “Let’s just say it’s been an interesting morning with all of my main ladies.”
