“Sounds perfect,” I smile up at him in the dimly lit room.
“Hope, you’re it for me. You always have been. We have so much to look forward to, special moments, and I do whatever it takes to make sure that I share every single one of them with you. I’ll make it happen.”
“Whatever it takes?” I suck in a deep breath and pant it back out.
“Anything. I love you so fucking fiercely that I’d take on the devil, if that’s what’s needed.”
“No need for the devil,” I grit out between clench teeth, wrapping my arm around my belly. “Mother fucking shit balls.” I curse out on a deep exhale, as a pain so strong sears through my back and stomach. “Although you might want to shout for Lucy to bring the car out of the garage and grab my hospital bag from the downstairs closet.”
“Holy fuck, Hope. Now?”
“I think when it comes to these two little balls of fun,” I lovingly rub my hand over my swollen belly. “We’re finally in the end zone.”
THE END
