“Not enough!” Luca wailed. “I don’t want him to be my dad! I want Cope to be my dad!” I stilled, pain and panic searing through me. My gaze collided with Cope’s, and I saw agony and longing in his eyes. Cope leaned in, rubbing Luca’s back. “It would be the biggest honor of my life if I got to be a dad to someone who’s as amazing as you are,” Cope croaked.
