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When she spoke her vows to me, she included Willow and made it her vow to her as well as me. Our marriage was a lot more than the joining of two people, it was the joining of three.

Indie has never once made Willow feel insignificant, she has placed Willow at the forefront of her mind consistently, never once caring that she is not her mother by blood. I didn’t want anymore children with Allie, Willow was enough for me. But Indie, she brings out this other side of me, this side that is primarily focused on family and creating a home. Having a taste of what family is like with Indie, it makes me crave more of it, I want the full three-course meal. This feels like the final piece of the puzzle missing.

“Do you really mean that?” She ponders.

I mean it with my entire being, Indie deserves to have children of her own, I want physical representations of our love between us. I want to see more of what our love has to offer and with having only experienced her love for a short space of time, the future is only going to propel it, intensify it.

“I’ve never meant anything more in my life,” I say sternly, wanting her to know how serious I am.

“Stop taking your birth control, now.” I beg, holding onto her stomach, imagining her swollen with my child.

“Now? Are you really sure about this?” She asks, but I think it’s more for her own reassurance rather than my own.

I nod firmly and pull her into me.

“I want you to give Willow the siblings she’s always wanted, I want you to love our children the way you love her, I want more than anything for you to give me that gift.” I plead, my throat closing slightly.

She kisses me softly, just a brush of our lips and she leans backwards.

“Well, I haven’t taken my birth control for today, yet.” She admits and my smile breaks out into a grin wider than the Cheshire cat.

“I love you.” I kiss her.

“I love you.” I kiss her neck.

“I love you.” I kiss her hands.

“Reed, I love you,” she responds.

The words erupt a volcano inside of me as a lava slide of pleasure escapes and forces its way around my heart.

I’ve never felt anything this strongly towards anyone, ever. Indie Breckenridge is in love with me, she’s going to have my babies and she’s going to give me the best life I could have ever wished for.

Nothing is going to get in the way of our happiness.

Chapter 24

Reed

I messaged Britney to let her know that we had landed and we would be there in an hour to pick up Willow.

We pull up to her apartment building, me, and Indie both bursting with excitement to see her.

We got her a little present from the airport gift shop on our way back, it’s a shell encrusted jewelry box with a clear heart in the middle filled with Mexican sand. It’s only something small because as soon as the court case is finished, I intend to take us all back there to celebrate properly, as a family.

We use the elevator to get to her level and come upon her apartment door.

We knock.

Indie grabs my hand and squeezes it as we both smile at each other, knowing that we get to tell Willow that she might get siblings after all. We remain standing there for a while and we knock again, my impatience beginning to irritate me.

“I told her what time we’d get here,” I say defensively as Indie pops a hand on her hip, looking at me intensely.

“I swear!” I chuckle, pulling my phone out of my pocket to show her the text messages.

I frown at the undelivered message.

“Huh?” I swear I had signal when I sent it.

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