Chapter 89
Katie
There was a knock at the door.
Quinn had told me she’d come by, and I was as excited as ever to see her.
She’d been visiting every day around this time to give me a much-needed break.
It was probably the only reason I hadn’t gone totally insane from lack of sleep.
I shifted Stella from my lap onto my shoulder.
I’d just named her today, finally settling on something that felt worthy.
When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Mason standing there.
“I hope you don’t mind a surprise visit.”
A flirty grin spread across his face.
My eyes drifted from his full lips, down to his broad chest.
He was wearing another tight t-shirt that showed off his sculpted torso and arms, and his long hair was
perfectly tousled,
I touched my own hair absently, tossed up in a thick-as s mom bun.
Cool cool cool.
Very sex y, Katie.
“No, not at all.”
Stella stirred slightly in my arms, and I worried she might cry.

Babies. The ultimate coc kblo ckers.
But when she opened her eyes and saw Mason, her face lit up with a gummy smile.
“Looks like she doesn’t mind, either,” I said.
“She’s so cute.” Mason ran a gentle finger down her little arm. “Looks like she’s gonna have your hair
color.”
1 beamed
Stella already had a thick dusting of hair the same ci nnamon red-brown as my own.
We settled onto the couch and I noticed Mason was holding a neatly wrapped package,
“For baby,” he said, handing it over to me.
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“Here, I can take her.” Mason reached out his arms.
For some reason, I didn’t even hesitate.
Even though I didn’t have a f ucking clue if this man had ever
held a bare
y in his life, I liked the idea of it.
And when he took her, so unbelievably tiny in his giant arms, my heart melted into a puddle,
Stella made pleased little grunting sounds as she settled into Mason’s arms.
“D amn, she really likes you.”
I could’ve watched them like that all day.
Mason rocking her lightly back and forth, looking at her like she was the cutest thing in the world.
Let’s be real, she was the cutest thing in the world, but I was her f ucking mother. Of course I thought that.
But seeing her through Mason’s eyes, the way she fit so snugly in his arms, it all felt so…right.
I tore my eyes away from them long enough to open Mason’s gift.
A baby blanket covered in quilted stars.
Holy s hit.
“How d
“How did you know?”
“Know what?” he asked.
“That her name is Stella? I just named her that today because she feels like the starlight of my life,” I said
softly.
He shook his head.
“I honestly had no idea.”
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