CJ walked up the porch steps to his, no. Their home. It was one that he had purchased before meeting Emily, and now he knew the farmhouse would be perfect for when they were ready to start having children. The large open backyard would be perfect for teaching their children to fly when the time came. The dense trees would be perfect for little pups or kittens to explore. He could already imagine what Vincent would be like trying to wrangle in toddlers, Emily’s belly swollen with their child.
This was the home where he wanted to make those memories with them.
CJ’s arms were loaded with boxes and he could barely see over them. He could hear Emily directing Vincent where to put the boxes he was also carrying. It wasn’t often that his mate got bossy, but he couldn’t help but get a th
