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“I don’t know. I think I’m a boy mom. I’m not sure I can do pink and hearts and flowers. I’m surprised you don’t want an entire football team. You’re on your way with Chase.”

“But Chase won’t be a lineman. I won’t allow it for any of our boys. It’s too hard on their bodies. With Chase’s hands and footwork, he’ll be a quarterback. We’ll see how Zane turns out. Maybe his older brother will teach him a thing or two about throwing the football.”

Our boys.

It’s only been a couple years, but Chase is closer to Micah than he ever was with my ex. I refuse to call the sperm donor by anything else. He was never a father and doesn’t deserve to be referred to as one.

Micah has stepped into that role with so much love and devotion, there’s nothingstepabout the kind of dad he is to Chase. A loving parent has nothing to do with blood. Micah has proved that.

I can’t believe I’m about to say this, given what I just went through. “I’m not getting any younger. If you want to do this again, we can’t wait too long.”

Micah’s fingers find my chin and forces me to tear my eyes away from our baby. He leans in and touches his lips to mine. “I’m going to hold you to that. I want everything with you, baby. Too much is not a thing when it comes to us. Might as well fill up that big-ass house with babies.”

I look into my husband’s blue eyes through the dimmed lights. “You saved me in so many ways. I love you, Micah.”

“Love you, too, baby.” He shakes his head. “And that’s cute that you think you were the one who was saved. I was lost and didn’t even know it. Don’t ever question who the real MVP here is. Hands down, it’s you.”

“Every day with you is better than the one before. We’ve got a lot of happy, Micah.”

“Best life ever, baby. Best life ever.”

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