“Yeah, well, it’s our thing. We’re both our own worst enemy but that’s why we got each other. I’ll keep slaying your demons, keep you smiling because that smile of yours, destroys all the ugly inside of me.”
“It’ll be okay,” I say.
“It’ll be okay,” he assures.
“We’ve got a lot of love to give a baby when the time comes.”
“A shit ton,” he agrees, smiling at me.
“And it might be fine.”
“Either way it’ll be fine, I promise.”
“Can we name our son Leather?” I tease, feeling the weight fade from my shoulders.
“No,” he laughs, wrapping his arms around my waist, flipping me onto my back as he leans back and stares down at me. “You’re going to be a great mom someday.” He smiles, bending down to kiss me. “And when the time comes, we’ll work through it, girl.”
Yeah, we will.
We’ll keep rising.
Because we’re Leather and Lace.
And we’re stronger than we know.