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“Maybe…” He could see it. She would have the best teacher if she did, that was for sure.
“Come on, it’s time to play games, you two,” Saul said. “You can do all this mushy stuff anytime.” Saul cracked up. “Time for belly-measuring guesses, beauties!”
He laughed, because he realized the kids were playing with Torah and a few of the other dogs in the corner, that people were ready to eat and drink and be married, and that he had a house and a fiancé and a studio.
All to go with his baby on the way.
They’d gone from slow and steady, to hot as fire, to settling down, all in a matter of months.
If this was a dream, he didn’t want to wake up.
Chapter
Ten
“Babe?” Nathan wandered into the guest room Zion was trying to work on for his parents. “What do you think of this for the curtains in the nursery?”
He grinned at Nathan, whose belly was getting big enough that he might pop like a Thanksgiving turkey before the holiday itself. “I like it.” The fabric bore perfect little rainbows on clouds with castles and unicorns on them.
“Yay.” Nathan glanced around. “Are you almost done with the chemicals part?”
“So you can take over the decoration?” He grinned, loving that division of labor. “Yes.”
“Good.” Nathan stood there, shifting from foot to foot.
“What is it, baby?” This meant Nathan had something he thought of as serious to discuss.
“Do you have a minute to…to chat?”
That sounded ominous. “Of course I do. What’s up?”
He was not going to be worried. Everything had been going fantastic. Everything.
They were planning to have a quiet little wedding at Kaleb and Charlie’s house over the Thanksgiving holiday; they werehaving a family Thanksgiving meal here, along with a family-only baby shower.
“Well, I’ve been thinking a lot really about the things I’d like for us, long term. So. I’d like you to put your name on the baby’s birth certificate. I mean, I’d like you to be the baby’s father. I don’t know if we can just do it. I don’t know how it works, but I do want you to be little Rachel’s father—on paper and in life.”
“Yes.” He beamed at Nathan, nodding immediately. “Of course, yes.”
He’d never thought that he was going to have a baby, but it seemed like from the second that he found Nathan in the grocery store, the universe had made it clear that he was going to be a father.
“Oh, good.” Nathan’s smile was like the sun breaking through the clouds. “Do you have any idea what we need to do?”
He shook his head. “I assume we need to go get your ex to sign off on any parental rights. This should be easy enough, right?”
It wasn’t like the son of a bitch had wanted the baby.
“Yeah, I mean, he didn’t want the baby, so I don’t see why he would care? I’ll call him and talk to him. Then when my folks get here and your folks get here, we’ll be able to have our little wedding.”
They were all coming for Thanksgiving dinner, and it just seemed like a pleasant time to get married. He wanted to do it before he had to do any sort of exhibition-type things during the winter. “And this is the perfect time to have everyone together.”
“Are you worried about your parents meeting me?”
He snorted. “No, why? Are you worried about your parents meeting me?”
Nathan shot him a glare. “My parents already love you for rescuing me.”
“Bah. You’d already rescued yourself. I just fell in love with you and our daughter.”
