My parents were so enamored with being potential step-grandparents, they glossed over the entire relationship. I could only imagine what it would be like when I had a baby of my own .
Looking at the child sleeping in my lap, I knew I loved him as if he were my own. I didn’t know that kind of love existed. But it did. I could feel it .
I didn’t want to replace Amber or erase her. Cole had told me enough to expect her return. She’d always been in Grayson’s life, which didn’t know how she’d appear. And maybe once she traveled and grew the hell up, she’d be ready to be a mother .
I already was .
I smiled. Cole folded his strong hand over mine .
We were headed home to our cute beach house. Where Cole and I would spend nights with the sliding door
open, drowning out the sounds of sex. Our passion had only just begun. We’d work together during the day, and we’d raise Grayson. Making sure he had all the love and happiness this world could give him .
The flight attendant walked by. “Miss, you need to return your seat to the upright position .”
I nodded. “No problem .”
Who knew when I flew to Texas on my own that I’d end up with everything I ever wanted .
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