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Lilah’s laughter fills the air as Jordan runs around with her on his shoulders. Bodhi has Chase on his, and Theo is stomping around, growling and pretending to be a dragon chasing down Lilah, who is — of course — the princess.

“I can’t believe Lilah and Chase have those boys running around like that,” I chuckle, shaking my head.

“God, I hope Chase is that nice when he’s fourteen.” Sophie sighs.

“Oh, he’s going to be a sweetheart,” I assure her. “Lilah already has him wrapped around her finger.”

“They grow up so fast, don’t they?” Sophie’s voice is layered with emotion now. “Could you have imagined we’d be here four years ago?”

I shake my head. “No, not at all. It’s pretty incredible, isn’t it?”

At that moment, Jake makes his way over to Jordan and grabs Lilah, lifting her up into the air.

“I’m the king!” he yells, plopping her on his shoulders as she giggles wildly. “You’ll never get my precious daughter!”

The boys start chasing after him, all pretending to be dragons now and Lilah shrieks with laughter as she clings to her dad.

He’s so good with her. She’s brought out his silly side. His playful side. They regularly have tea parties and Jake lets her do his “makeup” with the washable toy makeup kit we bought her.

“I can’t wait to see Carter wrapped around our little girl’s finger the way Jake is wrapped around Lilah’s,” Sophie says with a soft grin, rubbing her belly.

“They’re going to be a great pair of girl dads,” I giggle.

The boys catch Jake and he pretends to let them defeat him. Jordan grabs Lilah and puts her back on his shoulders and they all run off while Jake makes his way over to me, panting softly.

“Hey, gorgeous,” he says, pressing a kiss to my cheek. “Do you need anything? You okay?”

I give him a smile. “Everything is perfect.”

“Good.” He wraps an arm around my waist and kisses me again, this time on the forehead.

“Oh no, that’s terrible!” Startled, we turn toward Tom, who’s standing off to the side on his phone. His jaw has dropped and his eyes are wide. “O-okay… yeah. We’ll be there. Thanks.”

Everyone is looking at Tom now as he hangs up the phone and looks around at all of us with a stunned expression.

“What is it?” Carter asks. “What’s wrong?”

Tom swallows before answering, “Um, Benson Scott passed away last night.”

We all let out a collective gasp and Carter looks stricken, the color draining from his face.

“Oh, my God,” Sophie whimpers.

“Yeah,” Tom murmurs. “That’s not all, though.”

“What else?” Jake prompts.

“That was actually an attorney who just called. They’re reading his will soon, and … Carter, Sophie, and I are all invited to attend.”