Page 135 of Every Bit As Perfect
I slanted him a sideways look.“You’re not rubbing it on.”
He laughed.“Can’t wait to get my mouth on those.”
I smirked.“Get in line.”
“Three weeks,” he mused.“And I still can’t believe it.”
“She’s pretty miraculous,” I agreed.“Are Ashley and John here?”
He nodded.“They’re settling into the cabin Dan and Lou arranged for them.They’re going to clean up a bit, have a nap, and then they’ll make their way over.”
Ashley cried when we called to tell her she had a granddaughter, then cried harder when Daire told her we named her after his dad.
So did Daire.
I may have shed one or two.
“Can I do anything for you?”
I widened my eyes, indicated the baby between us, my aching breasts, and circled the vicinity of my hoo-ha.“Haven’t you done enough?”
He grinned.“So sassy now that I can’t teach you a lesson.”
“I look forward to it, Professor.”I laughed then reassured him, “I don’t need a single, solitary thing.What we have here, us, her, is more than I ever dreamed of.”
“You’re going to have all the dreams, Harley, all the dreams you can possibly imagine.And I’m going to be the one to give them to you.”
He reached across our baby to touch my cheek.“All you have to do is let go.”
The End.
