Coming Home For Christmas
Chapter 22

Lacey's P.O.V.

What was that all about?.

Why did Logan all of a sudden go from looking hurt and sad as he eavesdropped on our babies to plastering a fake smile on his face and rushing out of here?

I know he said he was ok but I knew he wasn't and he was just faking how he felt for whatever reason.

I wonder what's going on with him.

"Mum, oh my god, how long have you been standing there for?"

Logan Junior asks looking every inch of his father.

"Not long...why? what are you all doing?"

I ask while looking into the boy's room and seeing Dayton and Teddy looking at each other with wide eyes as Logan looks up at me stoically. If you are not reading this novel on Ebookex.com know that some paragraphs are not complete. Visit Ebookex.com to read it for free."Nothing mum, we were just talking, where's Logan gone?"

"He's gone back to his hotel to pack, what were you all talking about?"

"Oh nothing important"

"Really?"

I narrowed my eyes at all three of my kids.

It must've been something pretty important if it upset their father and had him leaving here so hastily.

"Logan, can you hold my hand, please?"

"Sure, mum"

Logan Junior places his hand in mine and I lead us into the boy's bedroom.

I then sit down on Dayton's bed and gently pull Logan Junior to sit down next to me.

"Where you all talking about your dad?"

I ask my kids.

They all look at each other before nodding their heads.

"And what were you talking about exactly?"

"We wanted to know what Lo's deal is and why he doesn't like our dad?"

"I never said I don't like him Dayton, I said I don't trust him which is normal considering he's a stranger to us"

Logan Junior said and I felt a painful stab in my chest when he called his own dad a stranger which I guess technically he is but it still doesn't stop it from hurting. "But he's our dad, Logan"

"And? a title doesn't change anything just because we share the same DNA."

"Logan sweetheart, you do realise that it's not your father's fault why he hasn't been there for you guys, right?"

I ask and Logan Junior nods his head.

"Yes, mummy, I do"

"Well, then how do you expect your father to be here and be in your lives if he didn't know about your existence? your father is a very smart man but he's not telepathic"

I say and my kids chuckle.

"Look, I understand why you'd have a wall up, Logan baby but I promise you, I promise all of you that you don't need to feel this way with your dad because it wasn't his fault, it's mine for keeping my pregnancy a secret from him, if you're gonna be mad at anyone then you should be mad at me because I'm the one who didn't tell him about you guys"

"I'm not mad at you mummy"

Logan Junior said as he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my chest.

"We're not mad at you either, mummy, daddy said that you were going through a hard time when you were pregnant with us and you weren't thinking straight whatever that means"

Did he now?.

I mean, he's not wrong because I was messed up mentally and emotionally back then and to be honest, I'm surprised I was able to make it to London in one piece, that's how messed up I was but still, he shouldn't be discussing things like this with our babies. "Either way, your father is completely blameless in this and he shouldn't be treated like he doesn't matter"

"But we're being nice to him, mum".

"Dayton's right, I may not trust him, mum but it doesn't mean I'm being horrible with him, you raised me better than that"

Logan Junior says and I smile down at him as I run a hand through his short blonde hair.

"Yeah, but calling him Logan instead of Dad is hurtful to him, son. Like I said, I understand why you would feel this way, but I promise all three of you that you can trust your father." "How do you know that, mum?"

"Because I know your dad and I know for a fact that if I was strong enough back then and I had the guts to tell him about you guys five years ago then he would've been in your lives" Tears filled my eyes as guilt filled my heart.

I felt so guilty that I had taken five years away from Logan and our babies, five years where they could've been in each other's lives and built a close bond with one another and now he's being punished for a decision I made, it's not fair.

I felt a tiny hand on my face wiping away my tears.

I looked down at my little girl who was smiling at me.

"Don't cry, mummy, we still love you"

"I know you do, princess and I love you three more than anything, I'm just really, really sorry that I stole your father from you, I didn't have that right to keep him from you".

"It's ok, mum, dad's here now and that's all that matters"

Dayton says happily as he snuggles in close to me on my other side.

"The only question now is, is Logan gonna start calling our daddy dad or is he gonna continue calling him Logan?"

Teddy asks her brother who just remained quiet.

Logan Junior looked up at me and my heart broke for my little man who looked conflicted and sad.

"Do I have to call him dad, mummy?"

He asks me and I smile at him.

"Not until you're ready to, baby but I know it would mean the world to your dad and it would make him really happy if you did"

"Can I think about it?"

He asks and I smile at him as I lean down and kiss his forehead.

"Of course you can, son"

I know it would mean the absolute world to Logan to hear all three of his kids call him dad but I'm not gonna force Logan Junior to do something he doesn't wanna do.

If he's not ready to call Logan dad then he's not and we both need to respect that and wait for him to be ready...

"Mummy, is dad coming back later?"

"He said he is"

"Can we have Chinese for dinner when he comes back?"

"If you want but you need to finish packing first"

I tell my babies.

"We're done, mum"

Dayton says while pointing towards his and Logan Junior's backpacks.

I've already packed their suitcases because I don't trust my kids when it comes to them packing their clothes.

If I left my triplets to their own devices and let them pack what they want then they'd either pack clothes that don't match, they'd pack their princess or Marvel costumes or they would just pack their pyjamas or swim shorts, not that they'll be doing much swimming in New York at this time of the year.

"What about you, Teddy? are you packed?"

"Yes mummy, I just need to pack my laptop after it's charged"

"Ok, well, mummy has still got quite a bit of packing to do, so can you all do me a favour and please be good"

I pleaded with my kids, not that I needed to because they're incredibly good kids.

"Yes, mummy"

"Of course, mum"

"Sure, mum" "Good"

I say with a smile as I kiss all three of my babies on their cheeks, I then stand up and go to leave but I was stopped by Logan Junior.

"Mum"

"Yes, honey".

Logan Junior looked hesitant to respond but he did anyway.

"Do you wanna go back to New York, mum? or are you just going because we want to and because Logan and our grandparents want you to?" Wow.

I wasn't expecting him to ask me a question like that and if I'm being honest, I didn't know how to answer him.

I didn't wanna lie to my son and say yes, I can't wait to go back to New York and see our family again because that would be a flat-out lie

but I also couldn't tell him the truth either because by doing that, it'll open up a can of worms that none of us are ready for.

In the end, I decided a little white lie wouldn't hurt anyone, so I plastered a fake smile on my lips and hoped to god my smart as hell kids would buy my lie.

"Of course, I wanna go home, it's time my three munchkins met their families and I can't wait to show you all off to them"

"Do they all smell like grandma Bunny, mum?"

Huh.

"What do you mean? I don't understand"

"What Dayton is trying to ask you mummy is, do the rest of our family smell like a brewery?"

Teddy asks and I burst out laughing.

My grandparents were only here for a few hours, but already, my grandparents have made quite the impression on my children.

"Nope, that's a smell only unique to your grams"

"Good because that smell is strong, if she tried to give mouth to mouth to someone she'd probably get them drunk from her breath alone" Dayton said and I once again laughed.

"You're not wrong there, son"

I said before walking out of the boy's bedroom and heading towards my room to finish off my packing.