“What about it? I’ve put a ton in savings. I can support us for a long time.”

“You make it sounds so simple.”

“It is.”

I’m so overwhelmed by all of this. Too overwhelmed to make a decision either way.

“I need some time to think about it, Titus.”

He nods. “Take whatever time you need.”

In the end,though, it turns out that all I need is a few hours. I thought I’d made up my mind about the baby, but Titus coming back has changed everything. The things he said to me have changed everything. Lying on my living room floor, with one hand on my stomach as I stare up at the ceiling, it all finally becomes so clear. I want to be with Titus. I want to keep our baby. I want us to raise our little one together.

I run all the way from my apartment to his rig.

He’s standing outside of it when I reach him, his back facing me as he messes with something under the hood. Even before I see his face, I can feel my chest swell with love for him.

“Titus,” I call out.

He looks over his shoulder first, then turns all the way around when he sees it’s me. As I run up to him, a grin overtakes his face.

I fly into his arms and he holds me tight. When his lips meet mine, his kiss is full of relief and affection and possession.

I don’t know how he has the ability to make everything feel all right, but he does.

This might not have been how I envisioned my life going. But as he holds me, as we kiss, I don’t regret a single thing about all of this. It feels like it was meant to be.

And I know now that Titus is the only man who could ever give it to me.

We pull apart and I look up at him with a racing heart.

“I want to be with you, Titus,” I say. “I’m scared, but I want to do this. I’m in love with you.”

“I’m in love with you, too,” he says, and his words flood my body with warmth. Then that warmth turns to happy shock as he gets down on one knee.

Chapter Six

Titus

3 Months Later

“Look who’s here, Madison.”

Madison looks over to see who I’m talking about. When she sees her mom, I feel her body go tense against mine. We’re in the garden just off the area where our wedding ceremony is about to take place. We’ve just finished up taking some first look photos with our photographer.

“She made it,” Madison breathes. She looks up at me and a mixture of emotions crosses her face. “I can’t believe she’s here.”

I give Madison a reassuring squeeze on her hip. “You should go say hello.”

“Yeah. I should. You good?”

“Yep. See you at the altar.”

She grins. “I can’t wait.”

I watch as Madison walks over and greets her mom. Even from this far away, I can tell their hug is cautious.

But it’s a start.