The ceremony goes by without a hitch. Jack, bless his tiny heart, is quiet through the whole thing, waiting until I’m told to kiss the bride to start wailing.
Ivory groans but with a smile. “Guess he’s hungry.”
I pull her close. “So am I.”
My old lady winks. “Meet me in our room in thirty.”
“You got it.”
Ivory takes Jack from Cece while I address everyone.
“Sorry, guys, but duty calls. Feel free to kick off the party, and we’ll join you as soon as we can.”
Cheers and good-natured ribbing fills the room, as well as my soul. This is the life I was destined for, the family I deserved all along.
I join Ivory and Jack in our room. Ivory’s eyes are closed, but she’s not sleeping, and Jack’s tiny fist kneads her breast as he sucks.
Ivory and Jack. Jack and Ivory.
The only two people in the universe who make me feel whole.
