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LILA
Seven years later
I woke up with a cramp in my lower back. Rolling over onto
my side, I tried to find a comfortable position, but it was
almost impossible. My arm stretched out, seeking
Maddox’s warmth, only to find it missing. Oh, so he was
awake then.
I closed my eyes, wishing I’d fall back asleep quickly.
Ten more minutes, I silently begged, Just ten more minutes.
But a loud crash had me completely awake. Well, shit. It
looked like no more sleep for me.
With a groan, I got off the bed. After brushing my teeth
and relieving myself, I went downstairs to hunt for my
husband.
I found him in our kitchen.
He wasn’t alone.
And my kitchen? Well, it was an absolute mess.
He faced me, as I walked into the kitchen, grinning.
“Good morning, Mrs. Coulter.”
Something small and rowdy crashed into my legs. “Good
morning, Mommy!”
Our son. The exact replica of his father. I ran my fingers
through his curly, blond hair. He perked up and grinned