“Trust me. She won’t be here again. Not until it’s time for this baby.”
“Good.” He smiles at the two of us. “I’m glad everything is working out for the both of you. Take care. I’ll get your paperwork ready and send someone to get you when you’re free.”
Then he walks out the room and leaves us alone. “I can’t believe you love me, Micah. I love you too. But I just never thought we’d be where we are.”
I rub her rounded belly and smile. “We had a little bit of a head start with this little surprise but I think we would have found each other. Fate is a funny thing. I don’t believe that it would have let us go without finding each other.”
“That’s beautiful, Micah. Is this really our own happily ever after?”
“I think it is.” I lift her to her feet. Now let’s get you dressed and go home and tell Princessa that she’s going to have a new roommate.”
Her misty smile thrills my soul and I pull her against me, her rounded belly pushing into me. And that’s when I feel a tiny roll against my skin.
I lift my head, shocked. “Was that?”
She tugs my hand to her belly and smiles again, radiant and glowing. “I don’t know. Isn’t it too soon?”
I shake my head. “I don’t know either.” But as we wait, our hands on her belly, I realize that we have a lifetime to experience so many grand things together.
“It doesn’t matter how long it takes. We have all the time in the world to experience the wonder of our baby…together.”
She curls into me and lifts her head, my lips finding hers. I breathe her in and finally find the peace and home I’ve always wanted.
Epilogue: Aspen
It’s June first and it’s time! Harmony looks beautiful and Jasper is so in love that he’s chomping at the bit to marry his gorgeous and sweet fiancé.
And when she walks down the aisle, I stand in the vestibule where I am coordinating and clasp my hands, my tears rolling down my face like a waterfall.
“Oh god!” Micah groans. Stop crying, baby! You know it breaks me when you look like that! I can’t stand to see you cry.”
I sniffle and turn into his arms, trying to keep from rubbing myself on his tux and ruining it. He looks so damn good in it that it would break my heart never to see him in it again if I ruin it.
He holds me tight and my arms try to wrap around him but my big freaking belly gets in the way. I’m still two months away and I look like I swallowed a tire…or two.
I smile up at him mistily. “You really look good in this tux. You’re going to save me a dance, right?”
He chuckles and tips my lips up, his fingers warm and gentle on my chin. “I’m gonna save you all my dances, baby. Every single one of them.”
I huff out a laugh. “I’m not sure I can handle more than one right now. My feet are killing me.”
He glances down and frowns. “Why the hell are you wearing heels? Of course your feet are swelled.” He pushes away and growls. “I’m gonna run back to the house and pick up your sneakers. I told you to wear them today instead of those heels!” He glares at the offending footwear like it’s personally attacked him somehow.
“I brought them. I was going to change after the wedding.”
“Change now.” He crosses his arms over his big, broad chest and my mouth dries out. He looks so freaking sexy and my hormones are still so wildly out of control that all he has to do is walk across a room and pull off his tie and my pussy gets so wet it’s embarrassing.
Not that he cares. He loves it! All of it. Indigestion and too many bodily functions to name. Doesn’t bother him at all. He’s fascinated by the whole thing and it’s actually kind of cute.
But I don’t want cute right now. I want a hard fucking and he’s just the guy for the job!
“Come help me,” I say, my lips twitching with the smile trying to break free.
“Don’t try and look so damn innocent, Aspen. I know what you want,” he mutters, glancing left and right, his cheeks flushing. “We’re not doing that here,” he hisses.
“I just want some help putting my shoes on. You know it’s hard for me to tie my shoes right now.”
He rolls his eyes but follows me out to the changing rooms that are empty now since the wedding party is up.