Page 64 of Single Dad's Second Chance

Eventually, I got up and grabbed my laptop. The keyboard wasn’t the quietest. Jason always made a funny face when I tried to do a little work in the living room when he was watchingsomething on TV. I was used to the clacking, but it woke up Mia too soon.

“Why are you working already?” she moaned good-naturedly.

“I’m not.” I furrowed my brow and looked over at her. “Are you going to want your job back?”

“Are you suggesting that you could find someone to do it better than me?”

I smiled, loving her confidence and ability to be snarky right back with me. “Or do you enjoy dancing more?”

She smiled, stretching and teasing me with a slip of the sheet over her bare breast. “Hmm. I’m going to hold you up to that baby-making promise. How about I cut back to only dancing foryouand keep my job at the office until I’m too pregnant to handle it?”

I leaned over, kissing her with a smack of our lips. “Sounds perfect. But you’re moving in with me.”

She smiled. “Oh?”

“Office-wise. I don’t want to have to go looking for you all the time.”

“Won’t that be a distraction?”

I shrugged. “I’ve gotten work done all these years, haven’t I?”

She snuggled against my side. I loved how casual she was about being here. “And moving in here, too.”

“Are you sure about that?” She blinked, still looking drowsy as she pointed at the computer screen. “Because this suggests otherwise.”

“Well.” I draped my arm around her. “We’re not going to have enough room here for all these babies. This apartment has three bedrooms, but we’ll need more space.”

She smiled up at me. “Do you realize you’re makingallmy dreams come true?”

I nodded. “Are you aware that you’re makingminecome true?”

“I do now.”

Together, we browsed for properties. She fell back asleep, though, but I was too awake and excited about our future. We were forging ahead quickly, ready to make our lives united as soon as possible, with a baby hopefully on the way soon. The wedding too.

I moved my search on to wedding venues, wondering when she would want to get married. Any season would do except winter.

Can I talk her into a fall wedding? Or would that be too rushed?

I would give Mia the wedding of her dreams. Whatever she wanted, I’d make it happen. I meant it when I told her that, and I expected her to hold me to that promise.

I had never been more content than this moment. With my woman at my side, my future wife on board with being mine, I felt like all was right in my world.

As soon as Jason woke up and learned about this development…

I grinned, counting on him to be over the moon and thrilled.

Eventually, I had to get up and prepare for work. Mia would come back too, I bet, eager to resume her role. I’d never forget how she said she wouldn’t want to leave the family in the office, and I felt proud to be able to give her that inclusion.

Too soon, I bet she’d be busy with our children, but if she wanted to stay a working woman, I wouldn’t hold her back from it.

It was a win-win situation for me. I’d see her at home and work.

I got dressed, and Mia did as well. She was still yawning and wiped from the excitement of the previous night, but I bet she’d perk up when Jason saw that she was still here.

We moved into the kitchen to start breakfast, and I loved how she was used to being here already. She knew where everything was. She was familiar with the layout, and sneaking in kisses—just because we could—made this domestic scene that much more fun.

Jason was still asleep by the time my dad showed up. He stopped in setting the box of fresh pastries on the counter after letting himself in. Spotting me with Mia, arms around each other at the stove, he blinked once. Then twice.

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