Page 146 of Beautiful Trauma
“And mine is Callum.”
“I’ve met both your daddies.”
“You have?” Julianna asked.
“In Philadelphia when Uncle Kellan was hurt.
The bedroom door burst open, and Kellan strode in. At the sight of him, both girls squealed ridiculously loud before sprinting around the side of the bed to meet him. “Unca K!” they both screeched.
At the sight of them, Kellan beamed. “There’s my girls.”
After they launched themselves at Kellan, he started to pick them up, but I yelled at him. “Don’t you dare!”
The girls froze before whirling around to stare at me in horror. I held up my hands. “I’m sorry for yelling, but Uncle K isn’t supposed to do any lifting. He got hurt while we were in Philadelphia.”
When they turned back to Kellan for confirmation, he nodded. “I’m so sorry, my loves. It might be a week or two before I can pick you up.”
“It’s okay,” Julianna replied as Piper’s bottom lip turned down in a pout.
“So, I see you met the girls,” Kellan mused.
“I did.”
“They’ve been wanting to meet you since the instant they got up.”
“I didn’t mean to sleep so long.”
“It’s okay. You needed it,” he reassured me.
Julianna bobbed her head. “That’s what Mommy said.”
“Your mommy is very wise,” I remarked with a smile.
“Mila is gonna pway pwincess wif us,” Piper announced.
“I sure am.”
“When?” Julianna asked, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
Before I could answer, Kellan said, “Mila needs a little more time to feel better.”
“Is you sad?”
“Maybe I should bwing Cheeto and Blacky over to cheers you up?” Piper suggested.
“Who are they?” I asked.
“My new kittens. If yous likes doggies better, I can bring Muffins.”
“You have kittens and a dog?”
“Muffins is a puppy.”
“Two kittens and a puppy? Your mommy and daddy are very brave,” I mused.
Kellan chuckled. “It’s a long story.”
“I bet.”
