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my husband. (Yes, he bought the research laboratory I
worked at)
Maddox wanted more kids, and I wasn’t opposed to the
idea. But I needed a break in between.
I ate my pancake and watched, as Maddox fed Levi a
few bites, wiped Brad’s messy face and flicked some whip
cream at Logan’s head. They laughed and Logan flicked a
spoonful of whip cream back at his father. It smacked
Maddox right in the middle of the chest.
He was the perfect dad I always knew he’d be.
Three years ago, Maddox sold half of the Coulter
empire. He didn’t want it… never wanted to be what his
father was. Never wanted that life. I had never seen such a
relieved look on his mom’s face when he told her. She was
expecting it, and she supported Maddox in his decision.
And so, he lessened his burden and made sure he had
people doing his work for him. He only ever went to the
office, when he really needed to. Which was, like, once a
week.
As a part-time hobby, he coached our local high school’s
football team.
And the rest of his time? He spent it with us. Maddox
was a family man, through and through. He was a hands-on
dad. When I was pregnant with Logan, he vowed that he
wouldn’t miss a day in our kids’ lives.
And he didn’t.
He was here for our babies’ first laughs, first crawls,
first words, first steps.
First everything.
“I love you,” I whispered.
Those eyes.
This smile.
That face.
My little finger curled around his, over my big belly.
“Pinky promise? One last time?”