He picks Simon up. “Would you like a big brother or sister, little man?”
“Da-da,” Simon smiles at Matt and grabs his nose.
“That’s right, little man. I’m your Dada.” He turns to smile at me before looking to Simon. “We’re your family, Simon, and we’ll always be here for you.”
If there’s one thing I’ve learned this year, it’s that family isn’t only the one you’re born into. Family is the people you find along the way who make life meaningful and worthwhile. I’ve finally found my forever family, and I’m never letting them go.
“As long as we’re on the subject of another kid, I’ve got a question for you,” Matt begins.
“What?”
“How would you feel about not using birth control?” Matt asks. “I’ve been thinking about it since our wedding night.”
“You want to skip spermicide?” I raise my eyebrows.
“Yeah.” He’s wearing a mischievous smile that makes my heart melt and my clit flutter with desire. “I’d like to fill you with my cum without sperm killer in there.”
“You mean…?” Her voice trails off.
“I’d love to see your belly swollen with my baby, princess. Having a baby with you would be amazing,” he clarifies.
“Wow, that’s romantic.” I link my fingers with his.
“Is it?”
“When you know my dream is to be a mom? Totally.”
“How about after we move to Denver, we go for it?” He proposes.
“I like it,” I nod.
“Good. I’ll fill you with my cum until we make a baby.”
46
PROTECTING WHAT’S YOURS
ONE YEAR LATER
JASMINE
Heath and Nita Truman were sentenced to prison, and we finally got to put that behind us. As part of their sentence, they’re required to pay millions of dollars to Madilyn, Hollie, Cat and Matt and I for the emotional and physical trauma they inflicted.
We opened an investment account with Noah to save part of the settlement money for Simon and our future children.
We’re all settled in our home next door to Hope, Noah and Zuri, their newborn baby girl. And I’ve adopted Simon, so I’m officially his mom.
We want Hollie to always be a part of Simon’s life. He’sgrowing up knowing he has two moms who love him very much. Hollie has visited us once so far in Colorado, and we send her photos of him.
Also, surprise: I’m three months pregnant with our first baby. Matt and I are thrilled to be adding to our family. I shiver at the memory of the sexy wax play session Matt and I had the night we conceived. I wouldn’t trade our life for anything.
Plus, the foster process is coming along. Last week, we were matched with Rafe, an eight year old boy, and we can’t wait to meet him today.
Sadly, there’s no chance he can be reunited with his parents. There was abuse and drug use involved, and the parents are in jail awaiting trial.
Rafe had a twin sister, but she was tragically killed in a drive-by about four months ago. Apparently, both kids were locked in separate rooms, and Rafe broke his arm trying to bust down the door to get to her. I can’t imagine the trauma and guilt he’s carrying on his little shoulders.
After that, Rafe was taken into protective custody and placed in foster care.