And there’s a really easy way to do that.
The nurse clears her throat. “Father’s name?” she repeats.
There’s no doubt in my heart that I want to do this. “Damien Cardenas.”
Damien’s head snaps up. Shock shows on his face when he realizes what I’ve done. His expression changes into something so raw and yet so tender that I choke up all over again.
I will cherish the look in his eyes for the rest of my life.
An impatient knock sounds at the door, and Ben sticks his head inside. “Can we come in?” he asks. “Because we really want to see the baby.”
I laugh. “Come on in,” I invite them. “Come meet your nephew.”
They crowd inside, one big, happy family. “Cristiano is texting me constantly,” Andre complains with a smile. “As is Victoria. Here, hold up Lenny Hank Junior.”
He snaps a photo with his camera. “There, that’ll keep them for a bit.”
“Lenny Hank Junior is a ridiculous name,” Aurora says, breaking out into a wide smile. “Julian, your sister called me. She said that if you don’t call her back with news, she will drive down here. She says she’s hormonal and cranky, and you won’t enjoy her visit.”
The nurse looks appalled at the number of people in the room. I exchange a grin with Damien and Julian. Damien politely sends her on her way before she can raise a fuss and then comes back into the room.
They’re all here. My family. Lenny Hank Junior—Aurora is right about finding him a better nickname—has three parents who adore him and more uncles, aunts, cousins, and grandparents than a kid could ever want.
Everything’s going to be all right. We’re going to live happily ever after.
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