“Barf,” Justin says from beside me. I watch him rocking side to side, and the baby slowly falls asleep. He looks like he’s done this before. He looks like he was born for this, and my heart suddenly clenches in my chest.

The door opens again, and in comes a woman who can only be described as a princess. Her hair is down and curled all down her back, and her green eyes are the perfect almond shape. Cooper walks over to her and leans down and kisses her lips. He says something to her, and she just smiles up at him, and you can feel the love they have for each other all around them. He puts his arm around her, and she looks around. When her eyes meet mine, she smiles, her whole face lighting up, and she walks over to us.

“There she is,” Justin says with a huge smile on his face as he cuddles the sleeping baby in just one arm. “That’s my mom,” he says, and I look at the woman who made the man who has slowly made his way into my heart.

“You are so, so beautiful,” she says. Taking me into her arms, she hugs me tight. “Look at her,” she says, looking at Cooper. “She’s stunning.”

“Thank you,” I say shyly and then look at Justin, who looks like a kid on Christmas morning.

“You did good, son,” Cooper says with a smile. Justin puts his arm around me, pulling me to him, and kisses my head.

“Hit the jackpot,” he says, and I know that this moment will also live with me forever along with the silent words I whispered to myself. I love you.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Justin

“Tomorrow night,” my mother says at the table, “we are going to have dinner at our place.”

“The house is huge,” Allison says. “The backyard has a pool and a treehouse.”

The rest of the dinner is loud as expected with my family. I look over at Caroline, and she is deep in conversation with Allison and Karrie. “Don’t fill her head with anything,” I say, leaning over and kissing her neck.

Karrie shakes his head. “It’s finally good to have another woman who has to deal with the crazy Stone men.”

“Hey,” Matthew says from beside her.

“Don’t hey me,” Karrie says and looks over at Caroline. “Has he used his soft voice to change your mind yet?”

Caroline opens her mouth. “He does call me sweetheart when he wants me to do things.”

“That is not true,” I say, laughing. “I call you sweetheart because …” Looking around the table, I wait for one of the other guys to chime in, but they all avoid eye contact. “I call her sweetheart because I want to.”

Allison throws her head back and laughs. “You’re one to talk, Angel.” Matthew makes fun of her nickname.