Dear Steele (Love Letters 6)

“Do we have names?” the nurse asks.

I nod. We’ve discussed boy names already. “He is Charlie”—after Steele and Heather’s dad—“and she is Heather.” My friend freezes in place, and I can see the tears welling in her eyes. Steele nods and grins, approving my choice of name.

“I fucking love you, Ava.” He kisses me before he’s handed Charlie.

“Just glad you’re home, Steele,” I murmur as I watch the two people I love most in this world love on the new babies.

Closing my eyes, gratitude and love fills the room, surrounding me with everything I need in this life.

The End!