Ivy chuckles, and smiles as she hugs his waist. “Thank you, baby.” She sighs and closes her eyes. “I see a small but happy family, a girl, a boy, an amazing father and incredible father at my side, telling stories around a dinner table. Of course my husband’s mental alter ego chiming in as the odd but beloved uncle.”

Winter smiles and falls with him, deepening the kiss as her torso presses on his.