Jake Abbot
Once we arrived home, Winter went to our room to change, and I checked on the two party planners.
"How is everything?" I asked, entering the kitchen.
"Uncle Jake," Hannah squealed, rushing to me from the back door.
"Sweet pea," I scooped her up.
"Where's auntie?" she pouted.
"Getting ready. But she will be down soon." I bopped her nose, and she giggled.
"How did it go?" Taylor asked, entering with their son on her hip. He was getting big, making me realize how fast they grow up.
"Baby is doing great," I smiled.
"Baby is a girl," Hannah corrected.
"If not this one, maybe the next one," I told her.
"Planning more kids, already," my father chuckled, clasping me on the shoulder.
"Win wants more, and who am I to say no?" I smiled, and he grinned.
"I can see she found her
