Chapter 181

Cassie came back into the room and handed around bottles of craft beer and they all settled in for a relaxed and comfortable evening. Barry felt the last of his anxiety slide away as he looked around at his friends and then down at Becky and Abby. Abby had crawled into Becky’s lap and it looked so right, so natural. Heather may have given birth to his daughter, but Becky had raised her. He had so much to be thankful to her for, but it wasn’t gratefulness he felt when he looked down at her with his daughter in her lap. There was a distinct possessiveness that wove through him and a desire to see Becky pregnant with their child, a little brother or sister for Abby. He wanted Becky as his wife and the mother of his children - all of his children - and he had every intention of making it a reality. Becky was exhausted. It had been a rollercoaster of a day and she could barely keep her eyes open as she lay next to Abby and listened to Barry read her a bedtime story. Being back in Barry’ hom