Chapter Forty - Five

Ivy

I’m laying here pretending to be asleep while the men I love are fawning over our child. Maverick is still recovering from being shot, but he doesn’t let that slow him down. The bullet that hit him grazed his spine, causing issues in his arms and legs. He has spent the last few months doing physical therapy, improving his strength and ability to use his legs.

He was in a wheelchair when he first came home and now he is walking on his own, just in time for our daughter because he wanted to carry her around. We always knew the baby was a girl, but part of me was hoping to have a little boy that looked like them, but we can always hope for the next one to be a boy.

“We know momma isn’t actually asleep,” Maverick stated as he brought Poppy over.

Poppy Elyse was the name we decided on. We all agreed on Poppy, but Elyse was a compromise. I wanted Elizabeth, and the boys wanted Louise because it’s their mother’s middle name, so we decided on Elyse.

“She’s perfect,” Maddox whispered.

She’