When we woke up this morning, today felt different. Chase wasn't talking. He was on the edge of his stool as he stared at the food Bo prepared for us. The moment she left the kitchen, I turned to him with questions, wondering what was wrong.

He thought that his testimony wouldn't mean anything. He didn't think his opinion would matter. I explained to him it is his decision. When the judge asked him who he wanted to live, all he had to tell him is he wanted to be with us. I told him Bo wouldn't set him up for failure, and he knew that, but that didn't stop him from getting nervous.

As I adjusted his tie, I turned him to look at Bo. Her curls cascaded down her back with volume, and each ringlet was in a perfect spiral. She spent hours last night with moisture masks on her head. I would know because she made me put it on my hair too. My hair has never felt so soft.

He looked at her sleek black bodysuit. The top came to a triangle as it buttoned around the back of her neck. It showed off the start of her collarbones, leading them to the edge of her glowing shoulders that were on full display. We watched as she slipped into a pair of nude red-bottom heels.

"Do you know what those are?"

He looked at me. "Her shoes?"

"No, those are red-bottoms," I chuckle. "Every time she puts those on, someone is either going to prison or getting their ass handed to them."

"So?"

A smile grew on my face as Bo flipped her curls over her shoulder. "You are going to walk out the way you walk in, by our side."

"Promise?"

"I promise," I whisper in his ear. "Watch the demeanor change when she walks into that courtroom."

When Bo slipped on those heels, I know she wasn't going to let us show up to get played by the system. When she slipped on those red-bottoms, the world was going to stop just to bow at her feet. I know when she slipped into them, she meant business. There is a power the click that gives her that is beautiful to watch. Nothing is sexier than seeing my girl take her place on the throne.

"Bo," I called out to her, loving the way she cocks her brow in question. "Are you ready?"

She looked at the watch on her wrist. "Yeah. How are you feeling, Chase?"

"I'm worried," he admitted. "Please don't let them take me."

"I am going to be by you the whole time," she stared up at him. "You are coming back home with us tonight. I promise. I know that isn't going to soothe your worries, but I'll prove that to you the second we step into that courtroom."

When we got here, John was waiting beside Riley. Trevor stood next to Miles. Everyone wanted to be here for not only us but for the kid. When Chase saw them, he saw his new family. He saw a group of people that would never hurt him. These people will be there if he ever needs something, but he trusted Bo and me enough to tell us.

Chase tensed in between us. Bo flipped around to look at him the second he refused to keep walking. Then her eyes directed to the woman standing in front of us near the courtroom doors. It didn't take much to tell me the blonde woman was his mom. He had her hair and eye color.

Bo's arm curled around Chase's, keeping him close to her side as we walked toward her and the man she chose to bring. The woman called out to him as we stepped inside of the courtroom because she didn't notice him when we arrived.

"Ignore her and keep walking," Bo whispered to him. "Everything will be okay."

The attorney came toward Bo with a smile on his face. "Good morning, Boston."

She hugged him. "How are you doing, Sam?"

He chuckled. "I was feeling great until you stepped in the room. Somehow we are always against one another."

"And what usually happens in the end?"

A grin broke out on his face. "You always win."

"I'm just making sure you remember," she joked.

As the judge stepped into the room, we stood from the seats which we only sat down in a few seconds ago. Bo sat next to Chase at the front of the courtroom, on the side she was most powerful at. John rubbed over my knee with his hand as it bounced.

"She has got this."

I nodded. "I know."

When the judge asked Chase to stand, he turned to Bo. Whenever something went wrong, he turned to Bo. He knew I would protect him, but he knew Bo would guide him. She was his reassurance. Through her, he found faith. I guess she had that effect on everybody, including me.

"Chase," the judge cleared his throat. "It is has been brought to my attention that you are soon-to-be sixteen."

"Yes, sir."

"Are you aware it is your choice who you stay with?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then I ask you, who it is you want to live with?"

"My momma," he turned to Bo. "I want to live with the Carson's."

Every worry in his little mind ceased to exist the moment the judge accepted his request. He turned to Bo, throwing his arms around her as she stood up beside him. Her hand rubbed over his back as she held the kid crying into her shoulder. After hours of sitting here, he had the answer he dreaded for. He was coming home with us like we promised.

When he broke out of Bo's embrace, he came toward where I stood. The collision made me stagger as he threw himself into me. I wrapped my arms around, holding him as he thanked me for taking him. His life started over when we brought him into our home, but now he didn't have to go to bed wondering when his mom was going to come take him away.

"Thank you," he sobbed into my chest. "Thank you so much."

"I love you, kid."

"I love you too, dad," he choked on the sound screeching in his throat.

The sound leaving his chest made my heart break. He cried with relief as he held me. Bo stared at me from a distance because we both knew damn well if something else happened, then we wouldn't be able to listen to his cries if Nicole won. Neither of us could have let that happen.

"Let's celebrate," John came toward us.

"That sounds great," Bo smiled. "We can stop by the store and meet you guys back at our house for dinner. Invited your mom and Rosie."

"Will do," he pressed a kiss to her cheek. "We will see you soon."

"I will send you the security code to get in the door," she turned to Trevor and Miles. "Are you guys coming?"

"Of course," Miles kissed the top of her head. "We will see you soon, love."

Trevor came to me. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah," he hugged me. "I am way better than okay."

"You deserve it," he patted my back.

"Thank you."

He walked toward Bo, pulling her into a hug. As we walked toward the exit, everyone made fun of the way she was walking. She was the only girl in our group. John and Riley protected her like parents. She was my wife. Miles and Trevor were her older brothers. They adored her. I could only imagine how it would be when we had a little girl running around here. We will just have to wait.

"Hey!"As we walked toward the doors, Nicole called out to Chase. "I'm talking to you boy."

She had the nerve to reach out and grab him. I almost expected it. As I stepped forward, Bo grabbed her wrist, ripping it away from our kid's suit. I pulled Chase away as my curly-haired girl's grip tightened. I could see her knuckles turning white.

"Let her go," I looked at Bo as I ignored Nicole. "Just let it go."

My eyebrows raised as the lady behind me directed her attitude at my wife. "I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to Chase."

"Now you are talking to his mom," Bo bit back. "Keep your hand off my kid or I'll snap it in half the next time you decide to get handsy."

Chase came around, grabbing Bo's hand gently. "Come on, momma. She isn't worth it."

He helped uncurl her grip from Nicole's wrist. His fingers threaded through hers as he pulled her away. She stared up at him with love in her eyes. It didn't matter that he came from another woman, Chase is hers.

"I could have handled it," she looked at him as her eyes got glossy.

He smiled down at her. "I know. I won't let you, though."