Page 93 of From Angel to Rogue
“It’s no big deal.” She shrugged, padding to Matty’s side, who wrapped his big arms around her and crushed her lips to a sweet kiss that left her blushing.
Shaking my head at those two, Lan and I walked over to Luka, who stood on the couch, eyeing us curiously.
“Hey, Luka,” Lan and I said at the same time.
“Hi, Katiew.” Luka leaned over the back of the couch. “Hey, Lawndon, Sira said you guys had work.”
“Yeah, but we’re back now.” I swooped to his side and pressed a kiss on his cheek. “How was your first day?”
“Good.” His eyes twinkled as he held up three fingers. “I made two friends, Gabbie and Link. We had pizza for lunch, and Ms. Nancy taught us about numbers.”
“Did you have fun, then?” I kept reaching out to ruffle his velvety hair, so he stopped playing jungle on the couch and crawled to my lap.
“Yes, Katiew.” His small, soft palm patted my hair. “You okay?”
He asked so sweetly that no words escaped through the emotion clogging my throat.
Thankfully, Lan scooted closer to us. “She’s fine, buddy.”
A squeal came from somewhere behind us, followed by, “Yay, I’m going to be a triple aunt.” Matty must’ve told Sierra the good news.
“What’s a triple aunt, Katiew?” Luka questioned, brows furrowed.
“I don’t know, baby.” I shook my head innocently. “Maybe it’s a word Sierra created.”
“Yeah, she says funny things all the time,” Luka agreed, giggling. “But I louve her.”
Just as Luka finished that sentence, Sierra whooshed in like a blur and hugged me from behind. “I’m so happy for you, Katy,” she whispered in my ear. “So, so happy.”
“Thanks, Si.” I flashed her a smile over my shoulder.
We didn’t want Luka to know I was pregnant yet. He just came in three days ago, and we didn’t want to bombard him with the news that there would be two toddlers with him soon. Lan and I decided to give him a week or so to settle in before we drop the news on him.
“Let’s get going, firecracker.” Matty tugged Sierra to his side. “Take care, K. I’ll see you soon, little fella.”
“Bye, Mr. Matty.”
The three of us waved to their backs as they left.
“So what should we do?” Lan asked, slouching so far back on the couch that his head was eye level to Luka. “Drink chocolatemilkshakes? WatchThe Lion Kingor change into comfy pajamas?”
“Say all of the above,” I whispered to Luka like it was a secret.
He nodded before turning to Lan with the seriousness of an Army veteran. “All of the above, Lawndon.”
“All the above it is.” Lan smiled, but his eyes were on me, looking at me like I was the blood pumping through his heart.
Right at that moment, it dawned on me how we could’ve had this all if it weren’t for my insistent need to chase perfection.
Lan and I could’ve been so happy a freaking long time ago, kids or no kids.
Because without my Lan, none of this would’ve mattered.
I knew that now.
I did this to myself, but I was given a second chance at everything I’d ever wanted.
And this time, I wasn’t going to ruin it for anything, even myself.
