How Old Is Cole Swindell Daughter Novels & Stories

Cole then showed her a photo of Tinkerbell and Pixie when they were one year old, anxiously asking, "Five years ago, on a snowy night, I handed you a pair of twin girls. Do you remember?" Joan pointed at the photo on Cole's phone with her finger and said, "They don't have birthmarks."

Carie signaled with her fingers before adding, "Two of the hottest Daddies in the city!" Shrieks once again echoed throughout the studio before Carie revealed, "And they happen to be best of friends!" "Ladies, mind you... This is an exclusive interview... that will only happen on... An Afternoon with Carie!" Clapping her hands, she announced, "Let's give it up to the Superstar Model, a loving husband and now a father of two, Cole Adams!" The hoots and cheers roared like crazy as Cole walked in, carrying two eight-month-old babies in his arms, both sitting up against his chest.

Cole looks at me and shrugs. “She’s aware of more than you realise.” He replies, his brows lifting to his hairline. “Don’t you see the way her little face lights up when she sees Moana on the screen?” I smile and nod, “Or the way she sways side to side when she hears the song.” “That is adorable.” Cole nods, smiling, and leans over, puckering his lips for me. I lean in and kiss him softly. “Let’s give our baby girl the birthday she deserves.” Cole mumbles against my lips, and I grin, “I can’t wait to see her little face when the actress sings the song to her.”

Yeshua teased, and the group laughed. Selene excused herself, following Cole to where his father and Damien stood with the Carls. “There she is,” Mr. Carl said warmly. “We had to send Cole to fetch you.” “Well, here I am,” she replied with a polished smile. Mrs. Carl leaned closer. “Three years married already. When should we expect grandchildren?” Selene laughed lightly, hiding the familiar sting of the question. “Maybe it’s part of the news we’re sharing tonight.” “You’re pregnant?” Cole’s father asked, his tone hopeful.

"Oh my gosh, my little girl." I held Simone and showered her with light kisses. Everyone was so happy that I was finally out of the hospital. We ate lunch and tried to catch up. There were so many things to talk about but I decided to interrogate Cole instead. Jake's parent already left so we all settled at the poolside. "Cole, so what happened to you?" "I just found out recently that I apparently have a three year old son." Cole admitted. "Wow. So who's the baby mama? I bet she's hot."

She had crossed state lines and changed names and rebuilt herself molecule by molecule to keep her daughter away from this world, away from cuts and clubhouses and violent men with dead eyes and easy tempers, and now Luna was sleeping beneath a biker patch like fate itself had finally caught up to them both. Goddamit. Cole leaned one shoulder against the wall opposite her, dark eyes fixed on the narrow crack of light spilling from the office doorway. “She’s really mine,” he said quietly, almost like he was still trying to convince himself of it. Like he still couldn’t quite believe something so beautiful could possibly belong to him. The words slid through her whole body. “Yes.” “So she’s –

he teases. Cole took to my sisters right away when he first met them, and vice versa. The week after we sealed our bond, we took a trip back to Westfield so he could meet my family, and it went so well that we’ve been back twice since. Just for short visits, as I’ve been busy with classes and learning the ropes of being Luna, and Cole has a lot on his plate with his Alpha responsibilities- though he’s getting better about delegating some of those out so we can spend more time together. Jade blushes fiercely as she steps toward Cole and allows him to sweep her up in an embrace. She’s fifteen and completely boy crazy, always tongue-tied and adorably bashful around my handsome mate.

Cole's POV "Cole, this is my wife, Kate and her daughter Liv. Kate and I have been married for two years now." My dad explained to me. I looked over at the woman and her daughter before frowning lightly. "You got married?" I asked my dad and he nodded at me. "Cole, do you remember Liv?" He asked me and I looked over at the girl named Liv. She was crying. Am I supposed to remember her? "No." I blankly told my dad and she left the room.

I yanked the passenger door open and shoved the girl inside, climbing in just as Cole took off. “Why is it that I can’t go anywhere with you?” Cole panted, his chest heaving. I made note that he didn’t look particularly upset. “She’s a child.” Was all I said. Cole’s eyes flickered to the rearview mirror, to where Jasmine sat curled up in the seat. “How old are you?” He asked, his tone softer than I’d ever be able to manage. Jasmine opened her mouth, and a small croak came out, followed by the word, “…fourteen.”

Selena responds, extending her hand for a handshake. Cole turns to me next, his smile still in place. He has dark hair, warm brown eyes, and tanned skin that hints at someone who spends time outdoors. His physique is well-built and toned in a way that suggests he works out regularly. And then there’s his boyish smile—it gives him a certain charm. "Hi, you must be her daughter," he says. I blink in confusion before realizing his mistake. "Yes, I'm Ally. Nice to meet you." His smile didn’t falter, but I could tell he was human. Does he even know that werewolves exist around him? That, however, is the least of my worries right now.