Scott
One year later…
Fearne might have told herself that she wouldn’t fall for anyone again, but I’d always sworn I wouldn’t give anyone the kind of power over me that comes with giving your heart to someone. All of those good intentions shattered for both of us that morning I stood on stage and gave my yearly assembly.
Having her in my house that first night was the most relaxed and comfortable I think I’ve ever felt. Suddenly, it felt like a home.
Not only has Fearne taught me to open my heart up for the first time since I was a child, but she’s also helped me learn to delegate so that I can have more time at home with her. I never stopped to realise how chaotic my life was. I hardly spent more than two nights in one place before I found a reason to move on. But now, there’s nowhere I want to be more than at home with Fearne, my fiancée.
“Scott.”
My name being shouted from upstairs has me up and running in seconds. “Yeah, baby. What’s wrong?” I’m panting by the time I find her, standing in the middle of our bedroom.
“I think it’s time.” Dropping my gaze from her tired eyes, I find a small puddle at her feet.
“Holy shit. Fuck. This is actually happening.” My hands tremble as I stand staring at her, not knowing what to do first.
“Scott. Calm down. We’ve got this, yeah?” I nod at her, but nothing else I’ve done in my life has been as scary as this moment. “The hospital bag is next to the bed. I’ll meet you at the car. Scott?”
“Yes. Yes. I’ve got it.” I go to take a step towards the bag I need to get when her delicate hand lands on my forearm, stopping me.
Turning back, I stare at her with wide eyes.
“Everything’s going to be perfect, and the next time we’re here it’s going to be with our baby girl in our arms.” Her words don’t have the effect on me that I think she was hoping for. Placing her palms on my cheeks, she looks up into my eyes. “I love you.”
Those three words do it. I feel my panic start to dissipate and my heart slows a little. This moment is everything. I’ve got the woman of my dreams standing in front of me with love pouring from her eyes. Not only that, but she’s about to give me the best gift a man can ask for.
“I love you, too. Now, let’s do this. Let’s go and meet our little girl.”
