Liam just hums as he rests his forehead against mine. My head comes up high enough to slip under his chin. That is something I have always loved about being tall while with Liam, he is still taller but just tall enough to hold me in his arms without having to crouch down.

Liam was always the man I was supposed to end up with, it was always right. His strength helps lift me up and my realism keeps him tethered and I meant what I said: there is no one else I would want to have kids with.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

December

Liam

Sneaking around is not one of my strengths. I can skate. I can make killer pancakes. I can make Ellis happy – in and out of bed. Sneaking, not so good. I think my face is just too guilty.

Every time my phone pings my eye twitches and I know she can tell. This is why I refuse to play poker with the guys, throwing my money away gets old. I have tried to leave the house today and each time Ellis has asked me to do something. Normally, I would do anything she asked but I need to go out today.

I tried getting dressed and slipping out while she slept, but apparently Charlotte is laughing at my downfall because as soon as I laced my shoes she started to wail. She was hungry and wet and wanted out of her crib. I could deal with all that, but then Ellis and Jack woke up.

Then Jack asked for pancakes. I couldn’t say no to his big puppy dog eyes. He might not look like his mom, but they have me wrapped around their fingers the same way. Damn, so does Charlotte and she can’t even talk.

So, pancakes were made, fruit was sliced and dishes were washed. Ellis got Charlotte ready for the day just in time for her pancakes to be done and I got side tracked with my family. Until Edge texted me again. This group chat is going to be my downfall today.

I thought I could make a breakaway after breakfast, but Ellis needed to get some orders in for when she goes back to work. I couldn’t argue with that. She built that business from the ground up and I am going to support her however I can.