CHAPTER FORTY TWO

                                ❝You have a place in my heart nobody will ever have.❞

                                    (photo of what I think Evie looks like and her outfit)

I am eighteen years old. I have dreamed about this day since I was a child. The day I would finally be able to make my own choices. Now, I realize I have made my own choices. They weren't all horrible, as a matter of fact, they were pretty decent. I had a beautiful daughter and a sexy boyfriend and a home. None of which, I would've had if I'd stayed with Summer, or with my parents as a matter of fact. 

"Good morning beautiful." Jack said, kissing me lightly on the forehead. I smile up at him. My entire body is sore, I cannot remember how much "birthday sex" we'd had last night. If I'm feeling like this though, it must have been good. 

"Hey, my girlfriends a legal adult now. Now ion feel like such a pedophile every time we bang." He says as I pull on pants and a shirt. I punch him in the arm.

"I got tits bitch, pedophiles don't like tits." I say, smirking at him. He grins.

"You didn't have to put clothes on, I like you much better without em." He says, scooping Evie in his arms. I take her from him, 

"You handed me a stinky baby." I say, walking to her room to change her diaper. Jack follows me shrugging as he does.

"What is that the nine hundredth poopy diaper you've changed?" I rolled my eyes and turned to him.

"Yea, I just didn't want to be changing dirty diapers on my birthday." I say playfully, because I actually don't care. He smiles. I pull Evie's new diaper on, her screaming at me the entire time. Jack tosses me a dress and a undershirt for her, I add a bow and he rolls his eyes. She stares up at me with her beautiful blue eyes. As far as baby's go, she was a pretty good one. She had her fussy moments, and her tantrum moments but that kid is my life.

"You wanna go out to dinner birthday girl?" He asks. I nod smiling.

"Sure where?" 

"I made a reservation, dress nice." He says. That, was the one and only time Jack had ever told me to dress nice. I raise an eyebrow.

"I don't have nice clothes, I have ripped jeans and half shirts." I say, gesturing at my outfit. A white crop top and ripped jeans. He shrugs.

"Buy some, get your nails done too." He says, tossing two 100 dollar bills at me. I pick them up from the floor.

"What about Evie?" I ask shifting her to my other hip. He takes her from me.

"I'll watch her, we can have some dada daughter time." He smiles, tickling her chest, she coos at him.

I shrug grabbing a sweater from the table. We need to clean the house. I swing the door behind me.

"By babies." I say shutting the door behind me.

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Sitting at the table across from Jack with Evie I smile sipping the glass of wine Jack bribed the waiter into giving us without an id. He's the most dressed up I've ever seen him. Evie's sitting next to me shaking her rattle at me. She's holding her head up now, so I placed her in the stroller. She was getting big.

"I'm so charmed you did all this for my birthday." Jack says smiling at me. Her big pink bow sparkles in the florescent lighting. 

"I didn't exactly do it for your birthday." He says pushing his chair back and pulling me back to my feet. Holding my hand he kneels in front of me. My heart stops. He pulls a small box from his pocket. Opening it, reveals a glittering diamond ring. 

"Kaitlyn Mae Thomas, Lynnie, I love you. I've loved you since the day I met you. You've made my life worth living again. Every day when I wake up next to you, I feel grateful. Happy birthday my beautiful girlfriend. There are so many ways to be happy in this world, drugs, sex, but the thing that's made me the most happy is you. You light me up like fireworks and I want to grow old with you, I want to raise our daughter together. I give you all of me forever, will you give me all of you? Kaitlyn, will you marry me?" 

I look into his eyes. He's all I'd ever wanted. Someone to not leave me, to marry me and love me like this.

"Yes.. Jack, I will marry you." I say jumping into his arms. He presses his lips into mine. I'm getting married.