Page 109 of Two Wrongs

He whoops, and our daughter cracks open one green eye. She’s a carbon copy of me, and I hope this next little one will look just like their daddy.

“Shh, Parker, daddy’s got you,” he croons when it looks like she’s going to start wailing.

As she always does when he’s holding her, she settles down. His arms are our safe place, and I count my blessings to be taking this journey with him.

Her name is another gift from my thoughtful husband. I confided in him why I never changed my last name. I didn’t want to lose the last connection I had to my parents, but Griffin wouldn’t stand for me not taking his name. Instead he asked me if we could name our peanut Parker. Now my parents will still be honored every day, and the three of us will share the same name.

He cradles her with one arm effortlessly, and wraps his other one around me. He kisses me on the side of the head. “I love you, baby bird. Thank you for our family.”

I start to choke up, until he continues talking. “I’m still going to fuck you like a slut later tonight,” he whispers in my ear.

Rolling my eyes, I playfully swat him in the chest. “You’re awful.”

His hand drops down and he squeezes my ass. “You love it. And I love knocking you up. Can’t get out of practice, we need at least one more.”

I’ve accused him of joking in the past, but he probably is already planning when he can get me pregnant again after this one. Turns out my husband has a bit of a breeding kink along with all of his other kinks. And he’s right, I love every moment in his dominant embrace.

Parker sighs and stares up at her daddy. It’s her favorite thing to do. She’s only a few months old, but she already shows more awareness than the books say she’s supposed to. Griffin says she’s going to be a genius like her mom. I’m far from being a genius, but with his help I am graduating in one more semester. It helps that she was born during the summer so I didn’t miss any classes.

I’ve picked up my role as office manager for both locations. It’s a lot of work, but I get to spend my entire day with my family. I couldn’t have dreamed for a better job, or a better life for that matter.

“Are you ready to go see your brother?” he asks Parker.

I smile at him. It took months for Liam to come around, but it turns out the thing he feared most, becoming a father, was the best thing to ever happen to him. He would slay dragons for his daughter, and I know he’ll keep fighting his demons for her too.

Audrey took off shortly after their daughter was born, leaving Liam to take care of little Natalie on his own. He finally took his sobriety seriously, and is now a dedicated father. He stepped up and works with Charlie at the first shop. Without his mother, or Natalie’s in the picture, Liam found himself turning to the one person who’s always been there for him. Griffin helped show him how to change diapers, get her through her first fever, and how to enjoy the chaos.

Tonight we’re celebrating Liam’s six months of sobriety. He hadn’t wanted to make a big deal out of it, but Griffin insisted. “Learn from my mistakes son. Don’t put yourself last. You have to be strong and proud to be a single father. You’ve come a long way, and it hasn’t been easy. Learn to celebrate yourself too.”

It’s a small gathering at Griffin’s old house, that Liam is renting from his dad. Actually, he’s buying it from him directly. I’m glad he’ll be surrounded by reminders of his childhood. I can’t imagine a better example to follow than Griffin’s on how to be a good father.

Liam joins me at the small buffet we’ve set up for our friends. He smiles at me without anger or resentment. “How are you doing?”

“Really good. How’s Natalie?”

He smirks at me. “She’s great. She’s been asking about her grandma Wren.”

I roll my eyes. “She doesn’t even talk yet, ass.”

He flips the chip in his hands. Then his look becomes serious. “I’m sorry for how I treated you. I know I fucked up when I lost you, but I’m happy to see you smile. The two of you are good together. It’s strange, not going to lie, and I’m never going to call you mom, but—”

“Please don’t. That would be too weird,” I rush out.

He gives me the side eye. “Not as weird as hearing you call my dad,daddy.”

Embarrassment heats my cheeks as I remember the day Griffin swore we had enough time for a quickie before Charlie and Liam came with the moving truck. “You were not supposed to walk in on that.”

“Lucky for everyone I was already in therapy. I’ll send my dad the bill for the hours dedicated to that lovely experience. Joking aside, I want you to know you didn’t do anything wrong. I left you alone for too long.” His eyes drop to my wrist, and I can see him fighting his emotions. “I’m so damn sorry.”

I put my hand on his arm. “I forgive you. I never thought I would, but if you hadn’t done that, I’d never be where I am now. And I can’t imagine my life without him.”

“Without who?” Griffin asks, and drops his arm around my shoulders.

Liam shakes his head, a grin pulling at his mouth. “Calm down caveman. I’m not flirting with your woman.”

Griffin grunts. Things are better between them, but Griffin is still a jealous and possessive beast.

“I’m just making amends. I’ve owed Wren an apology for a long time. You too, dad. Thank you for not giving up on me.”

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