"I love you," I tell him. "And you're right, you're driving perfectly because you're an incredible father."
"Father," he repeats. He grins. "I like the sound of that."
I rest my head on his shoulder as he drives us to our home.
Home, because that's where we're going. That's where we belong, the four of us. I was tempted by a cowboy, and now here we are, a family, forever.