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Jordan brought his hand to the back of my neck. “Are you certain?”

“I am. I never thought I’d want this, but I do. I want to bring her here with us.”

Lana turned from just outside the bathroom, which holy hell we were still in. She brought her phone to her ear and started speaking.

“I’ll do anything for you,” Jordan said. “For either of you.”

“But this isn’t the same as buying us what we want or taking us on trips.”

“When I say anything, I mean anything.”

Hartley cuddled up to Jordan’s side. “You have a lot of love to give, even though you don’t think you do. Your heart is really damn big, Jordan. We love every part of it.”

Our tough partner ducked his head to tuck it against Hartley’s neck while he pulled me closer, so we stood in a tight circle, arms around each other, breathing the same air.

“I love you,” I told them. “More than I could ever express. This is a big deal and you two are ready to jump in with both feet. You have no idea how much it means to me.”

“You’re jumping in too, Vail,” Hartley said. “You might not have wanted children, but you’re ready to change your life for her.”

“You are too.”

God, this was so much to take in, but at the same time, I couldn’t and didn’t want to go back on my decision. It felt right, like everything else did when Jordan came into my life and when Hartley returned to it. Puzzle pieces were sliding into place. In my case, each piece was another person, slotting themselves into the most important spots in my life, where they were always meant to be.

We had a lot to do. A room to prepare. Items to move. And Ava was going to need therapy after going through what she had. But it just so happened Jordan hired someone.

“Jordan, does Arden handle family counseling as well?” I asked.

“I think so.”

I nodded. “Good. Maybe once Ava is comfortable and with her consent, she’ll want to speak to him.”

Hartley brushed his lips over my cheek. “Already thinking like a dad.”

“I’m not a dad.”

“You said she didn’t have a father figure.”

“No, at least I don’t think so. I don’t remember Celine mentioning she dated.” She could have, but again, if she was serious with someone, I’d have thought Ava would go to them.

Jordan pressed a kiss to my throat. “Another part of our lives intersecting for a reason. Now we’re brought here, to a girl who needs support and a family to lean on.”

“Our family,” I corrected.

“Yes, baby, ours.”