I decided to wrap this story up. I hope you all enjoyed it.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Weeks turned into months and months turned into years in San Antonio. Kenny's and Bella's relationship lasted less than six months-after Kenny did start to become Julian's puppet (something Julian was unable to do with Paul) and was swiftly snapped out of it by Drew and the rest of their circle. TC and Jordan managed to find common ground in their complicated relationship but it would remain just that way.
Complicated.
Drew and Rick stayed happy. They even expanded their family more. They adopted a third child, a baby boy they named Hunter. The family's profile had been an agency website for almost a year before they were selected by an expecting mother. The family got to know Hunter right there in the hospital just hours after his birth. They didn't meet the birth mother per her request and the adoption would be closed. The biological father had already relinquished his rights and wasn't involved with the mother during the pregnancy or present at the birth. The agency representative said "the mom already had her mind set on a two-dad family with other children. Although she doesn't want to meet in person, she said "something stood out" about your family and profile."
Hunter's eyes were blue with flicks of green and his small amount of hair was a light shade of brown. The newborn weighed just under six pounds. Drew and Rick's joyful tears poured down their faces before they even held the boy. Getting Hunter's siblings to quiet down some entering the hospital room wasn't the easiest, especially with Zach.
"Are we takin' him home today, daddy?" Skylar asked, seeing the car seat and Drew dressing the newborn.
They were.
For their circle of friends, life might not be as good but in their house it was great. That was the main thing.