Brittanee Nicole

That’s all we really get as mothers. Moments.

“Life may not be perfect, but at least we’re all together.”

“Momming is hard.”

“Amen,”

Someone call poison control. I think my heart may have stopped.

Is that what I’m doing with Beckett? Getting back in the game? Is any of what we’re doing real?

Nope, don’t miss the days before her at all. But if I don’t figure out how to hold on to this woman, I’m going to miss these.

“Do all my employees know how I sound when I come?”

“If you fuck like you kiss, I’m never giving you up.”

Damn. My knees wobble and my stomach flips. What was I saying about book boyfriends again?

Finn grabs my wrist. “Bossman, what do you always says?”

“We men take care of the girls,” he grumbles.

Finn smiles at Beckett like he’s a proud parent. “I’ll holds the flashlight, and you do the crawling.”

“Tell me now if you’re here for the reason I think you are. Because I really need to kiss you, but I won’t do it in front of the kids if you’re not ready.”

“Kiss me, Beckett. Show them what love looks like. You’ve been doing it all along, anyway.”