CHAPTER 70

That night I lie awake staring up at my ceiling, unable to wipe the smile off my face. I feel warm on the inside, the heat spreading to every inch of my body. I keep replaying the night over and over again in my head, in awe at how perfect it all was.
My phone begins to ring in that exact moment and I reach for it, pressing the answer button.
"Hi," I breathe out, listening to his shallow breaths on the other end.
"Hi beautiful," Brody answers, his voice sleepy.
"Dad and...