Alyssa

After we finish singing happy birthday and help Zuri blow out the candle on her second personal birthday cake, the entire room erupts into cheers.

Bikers hoot and clap. My best friends cheer like drunk bridesmaids. Even Niko's parents, who I honestly didn't expect to come, are here, smiling like proud grandparents.

"Yay!" I beam, pressing a kiss to my baby's cheek while she sits in my lap.

Mason plucks the candle out just in time for Zuri to dive in with both ...