Page 50 of Resisting Fate
Nico looked to Lily, who nodded. “I fed him before we left,” Lily said. “He’s probably ready for a nap.”
Nico pulled the baby out of his cozy pouch, still swaddled in a thick blanket, and handed him over to Missy, who immediately started cooing, “How’s my little Leo? How’s my sweetie-weetie?”
Leo stared at her for a moment before breaking into a big gummy baby smile.
“I’m on break,” she called over her shoulder to Ben.
“Yup.” Sure, leave him with the line. But he couldn’t work up much irritation because she was so obviously thrilled with her baby nephew.
Several minutes later, he caught her eye through the large window of the café, the baby curled up on her chest, seeming to be asleep. Missy looked relaxed and content. She gave him a soft smile that crossed the distance between them and zapped his heart. He couldn’t tear his gaze away, heart pounding, something primal in him waking for the first time ever. Missy was a woman meant to have children, and he was meant to give them to her. He knew it like…fate.
And then it started to snow.
He pointed up at it. Missy’s jaw dropped and then she beamed.
He watched her staring at the snow coming down with a look of pure wonder. He swallowed over the lump in his throat. A woman who thought snow was magical, who went soft with a baby in her arms.
He’d never seen anything more beautiful.
