Now that Monroe is here, I'm not sure what Ma will do. No matter what, I support her. I want her to be happy.
"You think she'll have Bly's eyes too?" Havoc asked as he peered down at Monroe sleeping in her little bassinet thing.
"I hope so," I muttered.
"Can't blame ya," he replied with a smile. "I was happy Sawyer got her eyes. She looks like a freaking spitting image of her Aunty Ev but with Bly's electric eyes. It's crazy."
"Don't let Kleio hear you say that," I teased, knowing how jealous our daughter is. That one may look like a perfect replica of her mother with slight differences, but she acts just like her da.ds. All of us. The kid has taken personality traits from all of us. Not the grumpy biker versions either. The protective, overbearing, jealous parts. Not that Kleio doesn
