Page 65 of Crusher

“Cage said he’ll make sure nothing gets in the way of hockey,” he admits, and I nod just as one of the twins kicks my hand, and I smile widely.

I swear, feeling them move, just like with Allie, it’s surreal, and I hate that I missed it with Kayden.

I think that is why I still struggle with my relationship with my dad.

I know I’m also to blame, I know I shouldn’t have gotten drunk, but he is the reason everything tumbled down around me, and it's hard to forgive that kind of stuff.

“You’ll do amazing, son,” I say softly, and he grins.

“I wouldn’t have been able to if it weren’t for you and mom,” he says and my wife’s eyes tear up making us both chuckle before Kayden says, “Come on, little sis,” and he takes Alice’s hands then glides her backwards making her smile while I hold my wife over the barrier and murmur, “We created amazing kids,” and she hums as she watches them skate around the rink before she looks at me.

“I’ve missed you,” she says, and I hum as I lean forward and kiss her, then confirm, “Take out before the kids go to bed, and then you and me?”

“Or,” she whispers, “Linc takes the kids tonight, which he already suggested, and we have takeout in bed, preferably naked?”

“I like how you fucking think,” I whisper before pressing my lips back against hers as she grips my cut while holding her closer.

It took her three years to put her own leather back on, but fuck I’m glad she did, and so were the brothers who, believe it or not, threw a fucking party.

I hear Allie giggle along with Kayden's laughter while the twins move between us, and everything fucking settles.

Even though my relationship with my parents is a little rocky, even though my wife sometimes has setbacks with her trust, I have never been fucking happier because of all this right here.

Growing old with Alexiana is a fucking dream I get to live, because wherever she goes, I’ll always follow, even in death.