Blaze grins. “I had a flash mob, and I thought it was pretty impressive.”
“You’ve always been flashy,” both Callan and I say.
“You could get cheesy and do a room full of pictures of you two with candlelight and music,” Blaze says. “I like a little pizzazz with a proposal.”
“You’re such a girl,” Callan says.
“I sure won the girl,” Blaze points out.
“We’ll never know how you got a woman as beautiful and intelligent as Courtney to agree to spend the rest of her life with you.”
Blaze laughs, not at all offended. “Because I’m the best.”
“You could take her back home, to the place it all began, show her that while you want to be together forever, you want to also give her home. Seaville means a lot to her,” Callan says.
“I love that,” I tell him. “She’d be sentimental too, giving me a better chance.”
“You can also be honest and tell her that you love her,” Blaze says, being serious for a moment.
“Why is it so damn hard to admit to someone that you love them?” I ask.
“Because it’s scary as hell. It opens us up to rejection. It scared the hell out of me. I was in denial for a while,” Blaze says.
“Me too,” Callan says. “But once I knew, I knew, and there was no turning back.”
“Make sure she knows you love her, and that’s why you love your child together. She needs reassured that you aren’t settling with her because she’s pregnant, but you’re thrilled she’s pregnant because the woman you love is carrying the child you’ll both love.”
“That’s actually pretty dang beautiful. You should work for the card industry,” I tell him with a laugh.
“I have a romantic side,” Blaze says.
“Once she knows I’m in this for the long haul, she’ll realize this isn’t a sacrifice I’m making, but something I need. It’s her and me and our children from here on out.”
“I wonder if any of us will have triplets,” Blaze says. This fills me with horror.
“I hope not. I don’t know how our parents did it. One baby is hard enough to handle. Can you imagine having three at once? A person only has two arms and babies are wiggly. What if we drop one of them?”
“There are people out there with eight babies at once. That’s a horrifying thought.”
“That’s dedication,” I say.
“What can you do about it, though?” Callan asks.
“Not something I ever want to find out,” Blaze says.
“Well, we have a plan of action. You should write things down, then start making plans. It will work out. You’ll see,” Callan says.
“Don’t make plans for the jet this week,” I tell him.
“Done,” Callan says.
“Thanks for being here. I feel a hell of a lot better now.”
“I’m just glad we’re the first to know,” Blaze says.
I laugh. “Who else would I tell?”
“We are kind of in our own little bubble now, aren’t we? It’s funny because we were so determined to go out and make it on our own, to define ourselves as individuals, but we all came back home to where we belong. Maybe we had to take that time off to finish growing up. Now that we have, this is the best place to be. Nothing beats family.”