18. How About Yes?

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So this story is slowly coming to an end, I didn't expect it to be extremely long, it's more of a short story anyways, but yeah there's going to be at most 10 more chapters, I want it to end in the mid-twenties, and then have an epilogue 😀😀

I meant to have this posted days ago but I didn't, and this chapter was going to have smut, but like I'm really lazy so I will next chapter promise👌🏽 I'll even leave it on a very s e x u a l l y  e n t i c i n g..? Cliffhanger. Not sure if that's the right words to do but you know what I mean😂😂

Thank you for over 4K it means a lot to me 😘😘😘😘

| A U S T I N M A H O N E | *4 YEARS LATER*

"Daddy! Daddy!" Toby comes running into the living room "Look at my truck" He grins, holding up the small toy truck.

"Where'd you get that from?"

"Mommy bought it for me" He says, before running away. I sigh, and turn my head to Reagan as she walks into the living room.

"Non voglio sentirlo" She chuckles, and I pull her down into my lap.

"Yeah well you're gonna. I told you not to buy him anything since his birthday is coming up soon" I whisper into her neck.

"Yeah but he does this cute little face and he says please, and it's just irresistible" She pouts.

"You're a mess" I laugh, kissing her neck.

"Fermarmi seducente davanti al nostro figlio" She whisper with a teasing smile.

"I have no idea what that means" I chuckle, shaking my head. Over the years of being with her 24/7 I've picked up on some of her Italian, but certainly not all.

"It doesn't matter what it means, just know you're doing it"

A knock on the door keeps me from responding, and I stand up to go get it. I swing open the door, a frown immediately making it's way onto my face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I grit, and he sighs shaking his head.

"I'm not here to torment"

"That's a surprise" I sneer crossing my arms over my chest.

"Daddy! Is that Grandmom?" Toby comes running to the door and Ashton perks up.

"Hi" Ashton smiles, but when he reaches out a hand, I push him back.

"You're not my Grandmom" Toby frowns.

"Toby, go get mommy and you can call Grandmom okay?"

"Okay" He runs to the living room.

"He was supposed to be ours" Ashton says with tears welling up in his eyes "We were supposed to watch him grow up together"

"Yeah well now he's mine and Reagan's and I couldn't be happier" I shrug, not feeling any guilt.

"That's not how we planned everything Austin!"

"I never planned on having a kid in the first place!" I whisper-yell not wanting Toby to hear me "But having him with Reagan was the best choice I've ever made, and I'm more than glad that my name was put on the promissory letter and not yours"

"But-"

"But nothing, he's mine and Reagan's and I don't want you near us or our child again" I slam the door in his face. I walk back to the living room, and sit down next to Reagan as she holds Toby, him talking on the phone.

"Who was it?" Reagan asks.

"Ashton" I roll my eyes, and she sighs.

"I hate the fact that he knows where we live"

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