“Shut up, Jackson.” She hugged him tighter, pulling Jagger and Journey into her embrace as well. “I would be honored to be your mom. I love you all so much, and I know I’ll never be able to take her place, but if you’ll let me, I’ll try to be the best substitute in her absence.”
“Ma!” Journey chimed in, hugging her so hard, her eyes closed.
Camila spent a lot of time, showing Journey pictures of Bailey. She never wanted her to not know who her mother was. Journey listened, loving her birth story, though in my baby girls’ eyes…
Camila was her mother.
And now my boys would have one too.
If I’d learned one important lesson in all of this, it’s not about the love story, it’s about the journey of making all your dreams come true.
It’s hard.
At times unfair.
However, where there was hate, there was love.
Where there was hope, there were prayers.
Where there was hurt, there was happiness.
Where Camila was, I’d always be standing there.
By her side.
As her husband.
Her soulmate.
The man who’d live and die for her.
She was mine.
Then, now…
Forever.
It was us.
EPILOGUE
<>Aiden<>
Six years later
“Aiden, stop! I’m not on birth control yet, and you’re going to knock me up again!”
“I don’t see a problem with that,” I rasped, kissing the back of her neck.
We were in the clubhouse bathroom, or actually she was, and I’d followed her in there.
She turned around to face me, but I gripped onto her luscious ass and lifted her up onto the counter to stand in between her thighs.
“You’re insatiable! I just gave you another baby three months ago. In the last six years, I’ve given you three, including adopting Curtis. We have seven kids!”
“So give me another one.”
“Oh my God!” She tried pushing me away, but I didn’t move an inch.
“Aiden, if you keep this up, we’re going to have a whole soccer team.”
“I like that idea.” I pecked her lips. “Now let me in.”
“Babe, go hangout with the boys.”
“I’d rather hangout in you.”
“Ugh! Jackson just got back from college last night, go hangout with your firstborn. He’s only here for the week and then he starts football practice and his senior year of school.”
Quickly, I moved her panties to the side. “He’s fighting with Harley in the hallway.”
“Again? I saw them fighting in the backyard last night at his welcome home party.”
“I don’t know. I don’t care.” With that I pushed two fingers deep inside her. “I can’t keep up with those two.”
“Oh fuck…”
“Oh, now you want to hang out with me?” I groaned into her ear.
“Yes, there… right there…”
“I know where to finger-fuck you, my Tiny Dancer. Remember I’m the man who taught you everything you beg me for.”
“Yes…and…oh…God…you…never…let me…forget…it…”
“Are you going to come on my hand?”
“If you keep doing that, then I sure as fuck am.”
It didn’t take long for her mind to start spinning and her vision to get hazy, I could see it in the way her body always responded to me.
“So what was that about not having another baby?”
She moaned, leaning her head back against the mirror.
“Look at you spreading your legs open for me, like I love.”
“Aiden, I’m going to come.”
“Is that right?”
“Yes.”
And I didn’t hesitate, I stopped.
“What the fuc—”
“Give me another baby.”
“Oh…this is bullshit.”
“I’ll make you squirt down my hand as soon as you say we can have another baby.”
“Then we’ll have to buy another house.”
I stirred my fingers just a little. “I could build onto ours.”
“You have an answer for everything,” she panted, swaying her hips against my fingers.
“And that’s why you love me.”
“Mmm hmm…”
“Sweetheart, you got about five seconds before I stop completely.”
“Fine! One more baby. No more after—”
In one second flat, my cock was deep inside her and I was drowning her screams of ecstasy with my tongue in her mouth.
I kissed her long and deep, having everything I ever wanted and more.
My wife.
My seven kids, with hopefully an eighth on the way.
My life was finally complete, and I owed it all to the woman coming apart at the seams.
I was fortunate to experience two soulmates in my lifetime. Faith gave me everything I ever wanted…
Especially, the family I always dreamed of.
<>Camila<>
Bastard.
You would think after all these years I’d learn how to say no to him. If anything, it was harder now. He always had a trick up his sleeve, getting more clever as time went on.
Our kids were loved.
No matter what, they came first.
We even adopted Curtis about a month after we were married. I remember the day as if it were yesterday.