Deep down, I think I’d known the second Mya brought it up that it was the right move, but we were young, and it was a big decision.
I wanted it though.
I wanted it with Mya.
Her lip curved. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “I can start the business and you can stay at home with the kids and play Suzy Homemaker.” It was my turn to smile.
Mya batted my chest. “You did not just say that.”
“Oh, I did.” Parents forgotten, I dipped my head, and brushed my lips over hers. “We’ll need a house, something with more space and a yard; oh, and a dog. I’ve always wanted a dog.”
“You’re crazy.”
“Certifiable.” I grinned, but the rough bark of my father’s cough, ruined the moment.
“Son, we should probably talk about this.”
“Actually, Dad,” I said, tucking Mya into my side. “I don’t think there’s anything else to talk about. We’re doing this. You can either get on board with it, or not. But it won’t change anything.”
Not a damn thing.
Because I wasn’t lying when I said I’d give Mya everything she wanted. As I stood there, with my girl by my side, and my parents watching on as if I’d lost my damn mind, a sense of peace washed over me.
And suddenly, nothing about it seemed crazy anymore.
It felt good.
It felt right.
It felt like things were exactly the way they were supposed to be.
Mya
“I can’t believe you told your parents we’re going to foster.” I lifted my head off Asher’s shoulder and smiled up at him.
“It just came out. He started berating me and something inside me snapped.”
“He’s just worried, they both are.”
“And I get it, but I’m not a kid anymore. We’re old enough to make our own decisions.”
“And you definitely want this?” I stared at him with wide eyes.
“I want you to be happy, Mya. I want to make a home with you, start a family.”
God, the conviction in his voice was everything. Overwhelming in the best kind of way.
Asher meant every word and it just filled me with so much emotion, I bit down gently on my lip. “You know, if we look into doing this, it probably means putting a baby on hold for a few years.”
Why did the thought of making babies with Asher make my heart flutter?
Because he’s your forever guy, your happily-ever-after.
“And that’s okay. I’m in no rush for anything. I just want to know it’s in the cards.”
“It is. It definitely is.” I relaxed back into the crook of his arm. “I think I want two kids. A boy and a girl.”