By the way, Gibby still hated not only me but Logan as well.
It was so weird.
But boy, did she love her Pay-Pay.
“You look beautiful,” he continued to yell. “And those babies ‘a yours. Whew, boy! They’re gonna be gorgeous.”
That, I already knew.
With who their daddy was? There was no doubt in my mind that my boys were going to be striking when they got older.
Not that I was biased or anything.
“Thanks, Paydon.” I smiled softly this time.
Dad and Derek gave the babies back to Logan, then walked over to where they could see more people gathering in the hallway.
Paydon walked over to where Logan was holding the twins, then looked down at them before squeezing Logan’s shoulder with his free hand. “You did good, Dad.”
Logan looked up, a look of startled fascination on his face. “Holy shit, I’m a dad!”
Paydon snickered. “Yeah, now we both are.”
With that, Paydon left just as quickly as he came.
“I love him.” I closed my eyes as exhaustion rolled over me.
I opened my eyes and looked up as I heard shuffling.
Logan was making his way toward me, carefully, as if he was carrying the most precious of glass.
“You’re allowed to wake them,” I told him.
He smiled. “I know. But I don’t want them to wake up and start screaming when they realize I have no idea what I’m doing.”
I snickered and pressed my hand against his belly when he sat on the edge of my bed.
“I can’t believe they’re here,” he said. “I’ve always wanted to be a father. Now…I just have to make sure that I’m half the one that I was blessed with.”
I looked down at Logan Ryan Gibbs Junior, then at Lucas Roberts Gibbs, and felt like my heart was so full it would burst.
“You will be, baby. You will be.”
He moved until he could lay Lucas in my arms. Then shifted in the bed so that he could lay beside me, half on the bed, half off. Once there, he curled his free arm around me, and then the boys, and said, “I love you, Katerina Gibbs.”
I felt tears form in my eyes.
“Not as much as I love you, Logan Gibbs.”