Page 215 of BounBound By Scars

Just then, Logan wandered in—hair a mess, carrying Eli’s pacifier in one hand and a half-empty sippy cup in the other. “Mornin’, lovebirds.”

I smirked. “You look like someone who lost a battle to a diaper genie.”

“Don’t knock it,” he muttered. “That genie hasteeth.”

He reached for the coffee pot, barely missing a yawn. “I haven’t had proper sleep in four days. And Eli’s suddenly in love with electrical sockets.”

Kabir raised a brow. “Want me to send you a care package? Maybe a nightlight, some holy water?”

Logan shot him a glare. “You try keeping a one-year-old alive when he thinks wall sockets are portals.”

Kabir shrugged. “Sounds like a skill issue.”

“Oh, bite me.”

“Can’t. Busy raising areasonablechild,” Kabir said, sipping his coffee. “Dahlia learned her colors yesterday. All of them. Including ‘apple.’ Your kid still thinks a spoon is a hat.”

Logan squinted at him. “You’re real confident for someone whose daughter screams when you cut her toast wrong.”

“She’s emotionally expressive.”

“She’s terrifying.”

“She takes after my wife,” Kabir said with zero shame.

NowIwas offended—shooting him a glare.

“I wasn’t going to do this,” Logan deadpanned. “But you’ve forced my hand, Kabira.”

Then, with a totally straight face, he stared Kabir down. “I’ve decided Dahlia and Elijah are definitely getting married.”

Kabir blinked. “I’m sorry?”

“Think about it.” Logan gestured like this was the most obvious thing in the world. “Cousins-but-not-really. She’s cute. He’s got dimples. It’s practically written in the stars.”

Kabir stared, still buffering. “Huh?”

I bit back my laugh.

Logan grinned. “It’s calledinvesting early.”

I let out a quiet snort. “He has a point. It’s a long play.”

Kabir’s eyes widened. “What iswrongwith all of you? She’s a baby.”

“I’m just saying,” Logan shrugged. “Their joint wedding hashtag is gonna be#Dalijah.”

“She’s not even potty trained,” Kabir hissed. “You better stop talking before I drain your bank account.”

“I’m flattered by your panic,” Logan smirked. “It means you know I’m right.”

“She’s one and a half!” Kabir half-growled. “The only thing she’s marrying right now is her stuffed elephant.”

Zarek rolled his eyes, engrossed in his phone. “It’s decades away, brother. Relax.”

“Nope,” Kabir muttered. “Not happening. Ever. Tell your son to back off.”

“He can’t even walk in a straight line yet,” Logan deadpanned. Then, with the most smug grin. “And yet I see it in his eyes.”

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