"That sounds like your mom alright. So what do you want?"
He sits up straighter. "One day I want to be the boss, just as you are, just as gramps was before you and your gramps was before him."
"Your name doesn't mean you're the boss."
He nods. "I know, mom's told me about it. She's told us all about it. Gramps told me how you worked your way up and that's what I want to do too. The respect your men have for you was earned and if I'm going to be boss one day then I want to earn it too."
I nod in approval, that right there shows me that my son has what it takes to be boss. "Okay then, this weekend you're with me."
His eyes light up like I've just told him all his Christmas' have come at once. "Thanks dad."
"We done?" He nods. "Good, we're going to help your mom and sister's out with making dinner."
"Okay, thanks dad for listening and for the opportunity."
I get to my feet. "It's going to be hard work, a lot of grunt work."
He smiles. "It'll be worth it."
I pat his back. "You'll be fine, Son."
When we walk into the kitchen Mia's gaze comes directly to me. "He's going to make a great boss, Princess."
"Yeah, I know, I've known for a long time. He's the younger version of you, Hudson."
"I'm fucking proud of my kids," I tell her pulling her into my chest.
"I am too," she whispers.
My hand rests on her stomach. "Just as we will be proud of this one too."
"This is the last one Hudson."
I smile, she said that the last time.
Seven months later, Morgan Brady was born, she was followed ten months later by her brother Lewis.
The End