Penelope went on her toes and pecked his cheek. “You’re my favorite. And I’m so happy for you.”

He smiled at her, watching as she carefully hugged the exhausted Daisy.

Cole eased Adelaide into her mother’s arms, giving Lincoln a clap on the shoulder as he headed out. “Sam found us some cigars to celebrate man style. If you’re up for it.”

Lincoln nodded distractedly. He’d celebrate with the guys, just like he had when Grace and Jake’s son was born, and Sam’s second daughter. Jackson and Mollie were due in a couple months, and he’d celebrate that too.

But right now was about him. And Daisy. And their children.

Right now was about his beautiful family.

The tiny infant let out a little sigh, settling into his arms, and he looked up in wonder at Daisy, who was watching Adelaide with the same adoration.

Someone tapped impatiently on the window. Riley, he was betting. He ignored it, moving closer to the side of the bed and bending down to kiss his wife.

She kissed him back, with perhaps a bit more heat than a hospital room called for, and he thought he heard a whoop and Get a room from somewhere.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you back.”

“I can’t believe we have babies,” she said, reaching out a finger and stroking Christian’s head. “I’ve wanted a family so much for so long, and now you’re here, everything’s so perfect, and I don’t know what to do with myself.”

He eased his son to one arm, reached out the other to wipe the happy tear from her cheek. “You do the only thing you can do, love. You get used to it. Because we’re not done yet. We’re going to have a couple more of these little critters, we’re going to raise the hell out of them, and they’re going to raise the hell out of their children, and someday we’ll be old and gray sitting on the porch listening to Britney—”

“Um, no,” she interrupted with a laugh.

“Fine, someday we’ll be old and gray, sitting on the porch in boring, old-person silence, and I’ll be just fine with that, because I’ll have everything I ever wanted. I’ll have you, Daisy Mathis.”

Daisy’s eyes watered with emotion, and then she let out a laugh as she looked over his shoulder at their ever-impatient friends. “You may have some of them too.”

“That’d be all right,” he said, sparing his friends a glance and earning a middle finger from Julie and an eyeroll from Cassidy. “Eh. From time to time.”

He glanced back at Daisy, saw her smile had slipped just a little. He reached out, took her chin in his hand. “Tell me.”

“Do you ever wonder—do you ever miss—”

He shook his head, knowing what she was talking about. Whom she was talking about. “I have everything I need right here,” he said quietly.

And even as his daughter opened her tiny mouth and let loose with a barrage of not-too-tiny screams, Lincoln knew it was true.

At long last, his heart had found its happiness.