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Through her speech, Spencer is looking directly at me, gauging my reaction to her words. I’ve made sure to school my face because while I’m not freaking out, I am thinking about him being the father to my kids. Seeing him with Sophie, how he hangs onto everything she’s saying and not once looking annoyed or like he wants to be anywhere else, has butterflies taking flight in my stomach. I want to tell him how I’m feeling.
“Mommy!” Sophie shouts, running off toward a woman who looks just like her. “I thought I lost you.”
“Soph, I told you I was going to the bathroom and to wait outside the door. You can’t run off.”
Her head drops. “Oh. I forgot. I’m sorry, Mommy. But my best friends stayed with me.”
The woman looks at us. “Thank you for sitting with her and I’m sorry if she caused any issues.”
“No problems or issues. She was quite the chatty Cathy once I got her to calm down.”
“And I came over to make sure everything was okay while Santa’s taking his cookie break.”
“Well thank you both again,” she looks down at Sophie. “You ready to go make some pretty crafts?”
“Yes, please. Bye-bye best friends,” Sophie waves, blowing us kisses.
We stand there watching Sophie excitedly talk to her mom as they walk toward the arts and crafts table. “So, you’re good with kids, huh?”
He chuckles as he stands up. “I am. Always have been. Maybe because they know I’m a huge kid myself.”
“You know, I can see it,” I tease.
“Hardy har,” he rolls his eyes, even as he fights a smile. “Kids are sweet, and I’ve always wanted a couple.”
I school my expression, attempting to keep my words even, “Oh yeah? You see kids in your future?”
“Yeah. What about you?”
“Same. Definitely two because while being an only child was great, I’ve always wanted a built-in best friend.”
“Definitely a built-in best friend, but also potentially your biggest pain in the butt,” he laughs. “B and I foughtconstantly but once pre-teen years hit, we stopped and haven’t fought much since.”
“I can only imagine. I witnessedplentyof fights between Colette and Cori when we were growing up. Yet, I still wanted what they have. So, a minimum of two kids for me. Whether I’m able to have them myself or need to adopt.”
Spencer's eyes soften and he smiles. “Good to know we’re on the same page. Ya know, just in case you want a future with me.”
Before I can respond, Theo is calling me back over. “Let’s talk about that later, okay? And next time we get a break, meet me at the photo booth. Wehaveto take some pictures in our outfits.”
He leans in, placing a chaste kiss on my lips. “You got it, Buttercup.”
Chapter 38
Spencer
Never did I think I’d be dressed like a pathetic Christmas tree, signing kids in to see Santa—who just so happens to be my best friend—while staring at my perfect girlfriend in a silly elf costume.
But here we are, and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. I didn’t even hesitate when Colette asked if I could help. I accepted without even thinking of Emmy being here. I only wanted to help out a very stressed-out friend.
Seeing her here, in that cute little outfit, was just the cherry on top. If I hadn’t shown up to help, I would’ve missed her running around looking like she escaped a holiday movie and what a shame that would’ve been. It’s like she was made to be an elf. Which is perfect seeing as how much she loves Christmas.
The fair has been going for about four hours now. Paulie delivered the pizzas himself, along with his grandson, both wearing reindeer headbands and red noses. The kids laughed and cheered once Colette announced it was time for a lunch break.
Before I can grab a couple of slices, Emmy pulls me away and towards the photo booth. “Everyone is eating so now is the perfect time to hog this bad boy.”
Ilaugh at her excitement. “Smart thinking, Shortstack.”
Rolling her eyes at the nickname, she continues guiding me over to the booth. Once we reach it, she starts nervously rambling. “Have you ever used one of these? I have so many strips of me with my parents, or the girls. It’s something I never pass up doing. And not all booths are made equal. Some give the pictures in a grid instead of the traditional strip—which is my favorite—and some are only black and white.”
