Another Bonus Chapter
Presley
I love the sound of Grayson’s giggles, and he didn’t even understand what’s going on right in front of him. Zac was having a breakdown, and it was hilarious. This parenting thing with him is going to be so much fun. I’m already thinking up all the ways I can torture him. The possibilities are endless.
The truth is I would have just told Gray I swallowed a seed and the baby grew. But Zac was so deep in his own head he couldn’t think straight.
He talked about it for the rest of the night, and he was still talking about it long after we’d gone to bed. I fell asleep to Zac worrying over all the odd conversations he wasn’t sure he could handle.
But I have complete confidence in him, he could handle it. He is amazing in everything he does and takes such care in everything involving Gray. Me too, it’s like he refused to fail and puts one hundred and ten percent into everything he does for us.
I am coming down the stairs, ready to get something to snack on when I find Zac standing in the kitchen holding a piece of paper in his hands. He is staring down at it, his brows furrowed, his lips pressed in a tight line.
I continue down the stairs and join him in the kitchen. “What’s wrong?” I feel nauseous worried that something horrible had happened.
He looks at me, still holding the paper securely in his hands.
“I’m torn,” he confesses, “I’m fucking pissed he can do something like this so casually but then I’m grateful that he did because it means that Grayson can truly be my son.” He looks up, his eyes reddened and it almost breaks me. “I can adopt him, if you’ll let me that is.”
All hope of holding back my emotions is lost when he hands me the paperwork and I see what he is referring to. Grant has filed a petition to relinquish all rights as Gray’s father. Not that he was ever truly a father at all.
I read through the wording, feeling like I’m finally being set free of the hold Grant has on me and my son. Then glancing up I see the man I’ve been falling in love with over and over again, every day since I allowed him to be a part of my life. I nod and he takes me into his arms.
“It doesn’t take a piece of paper to make him my son, I know that,” Zac confesses. “But I never want him to feel like I don’t love him as much as I love his brother or sister. I want you all to carry my last name.”
Right then, without a single doubt in my mind, I know that I will get married again. Because Zac, he fills the huge hole that was left behind by all those that have hurt me in my past.
Less than a week later Corinne Aurora Michaels was born. Just after midnight, weighing six pounds, seven ounces. Dark hair, and the sweetest little nose. Her father instantly falling in love, and her big brother promising to let her share his fort with him.
Presley’s heart was so full, she had everything she could ask for and more. And she had the greatest man at her side this time to share all the ups and the downs with.