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And I am so damn lucky I get to do it with my beastie by my side.

I get to call him mine.

Forever.

THE END.

Epilogue

CONAN

6 months later…

“I’m so proud of you, baby,” I whisper against Hallie’s sweaty forehead.

She just pushed out our little boy like a true queen.

She’s stronger than any fighter I’ve ever come up against.

At one point, I thought I was going to pass the hell out.

When her blood pressure monitor started blaring, and I watched how hard she was pushing her body…

I panicked.

And the screams.

Jesus. I’ve never heard anything more full of agony in my life.

I’d rather be shot again than give birth.

Women are the real warriors.

“He’s perfect, trouble. Just like his momma.”

I stroke his tiny cheek as I pace the room, rocking him gently.

“He looks so little in your huge arms,” she giggles.

He has the sweetest little button nose and big dark eyes. And judging by the thick, dark hair already covering his head, he’s definitely got my genes.

He lets out a soft little moan in his sleep, and I swear to God I nearly cry.

My heart has never felt this full.

“Hallie.”

“Yes, beastie.” She smiles at us, her eyes glassy.

“Can we have more? Please.”

She laughs, her shoulders shaking.

“Yes. But I need a year before I even think about doing that again.”

“I can wait.” I wink.

“Bertie’s going to love chasing him around.”

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