What I've Done (Page 59)

He slid the ring onto her finger, and she pulled him to his feet. Lance wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her hard.

She kissed him back. “You’re sure about this, right? My life is crazy.”

“But it’s the good kind of crazy.” He looped an arm around her shoulders, and they turned back. “Not the psychopathic kind. I was also thinking, after my house is rebuilt, that I’ll sell it. We can use the money to renovate the kitchen and maybe add a master suite to the house.”

“Technically, it’s Grandpa’s house, but I think he’ll be all for it. We could use a little more room.”

“With three girls in the house, another bathroom would be useful too. They’re going to be teenagers someday.”

“It’ll happen before we can blink.” Morgan leaned on his shoulder. “But I don’t know if this running thing is really for me. Maybe I should try yoga.”

He laughed. “That sounds like a plan.”

They climbed the deck steps and went into the house. Morgan drew back. Gianna, Grandpa, and all three girls were waiting, their gazes eagerly searching Lance’s. Even Sharp was there, holding a white bakery bag and a bottle of champagne.

They knew?

“Well?” Sharp asked. “Did she say yes?”

“She did.” Lance squeezed her tightly.

“Yay!” Sophie bolted across the room and leaped at Lance.

He released Morgan and caught the little girl in midair.

“You’re going to be our new daddy.” She squealed and wrapped her arms and legs round him.

Mia and Ava hugged his legs, and Lance squatted to scoop them up too.

Gianna was wiping her eyes. “I’ll make breakfast. We’re having mimosas.”

“Make bacon too,” Grandpa said as he opened the bag Sharp had brought. “You brought donuts?”

Sharp grinned. He wasn’t ready for a marathon anytime soon, but he was healing and looking stronger every day. “Sometimes you gotta live a little.”

Morgan helped herself to a donut. “Indeed.”

Lance set the children down. Gianna brought a tray of champagne glasses. She handed the girls three plastic flutes filled with orange juice. She was far too prepared.

“So how long have you all known?” Morgan took a glass from the tray.

Gianna blushed. “Since yesterday.”

“I wanted to ask the girls first.” Lance lifted a glass. “I wanted to make sure they were OK with having me as a stepdad.”

“We are.” Sophie bounced on her toes.

“You were awfully sure of yourself. What if I had said no?” Morgan turned her hand to admire her ring.

Rolling his eyes, Sharp took a glass. “You were never going to say no.”

“You’re right.” Morgan wrapped her arm around Lance’s waist. Two years ago, she’d been devastated. She hadn’t thought happiness would ever be possible for her. But now, anything seemed possible.

Lance tapped his glass against Morgan’s. “To us. To all of us.”

“Yay! We’re gonna be a family.” Sophie rapped her plastic flute too hard against Ava’s. Orange juice splashed to the tile. The dogs rushed in to lick it off the floor. Morgan tripped over Snoozer, and Lance caught her before she hit the floor.

Gianna snatched a dish towel and mopped up the mess.

Pulling Morgan away from the chaos, Lance kissed her.

“You’re sure about this?” She laughed.

“I’ve never been surer of anything in my life,” he said.

Neither had Morgan. “Life around here is a whirlwind.”

He kissed her again. “But it will never be dull.”