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“So other than that it’s New Year’s Eve, what’s the occasion for dinner tonight, especially since we’d agreed we’d stay in tonight?”

His smile, and those dimples, about blew me out of the chair. Finn’s emerald eyes lit up with excitement.

“Can’t a guy take his girl out to dinner?”

“Of course he can.”

Finn reached for my hand and squeezed it. “Have you heard from your dad?”

My smile faded. “No. Mom said he asks about me all the time, but he hasn’t reached out to me.”

“He’ll come around, Éan.”

I forced a smile and agreed. “I know he will.” But deep in my heart, I was beginning to wonder if he ever would.


“I’m so full!” I said as I placed my hand over my stomach. “I’m pretty sure the baby liked the rainbow trout!”

Finn chuckled. “Good. How are you feeling? You tired? Feel like a walk?”

I took his hand in mine. “I’ve never felt better, and a walk would be amazing.”

We walked for a bit in silence as snow slowly fell from the sky.

“Perfect,” Finn softly said.

“I love winter,” I said while Finn drew me in closer to him, wrapping his arm around me, the warmth of his body somehow making it through my winter coat.

“Me, too. I always have.”

We rounded the block, and I could see the blue lights from the Christopher Columbus Park trellis. “Oh, my goodness. Look at how beautiful the flurries look against the blue lights.”

“It is beautiful,” Finn replied.

As we walked closer, I swore I heard Flash barking. I stopped and tilted my head.

“What’s wrong?” Finn asked.

Shaking my head, I chuckled. “Nothing. I thought I heard Flash.”

I dropped my head back and looked up at the lights and held out my tongue to let the snowflakes fall on it. Giggling, I said, “I can’t wait to build snowmen with the baby.”

Finn had stopped walking, I assumed so I could enjoy myself and not trip over anyone or anything.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Bringing my eyes back to him, I grinned. “Neither can I, Finn. I’ve never been so happy.”

His hand lifted and he gently wiped my cheek. “Snowflake.”

Laughing, I placed my hand over his.

“Rory, I hope you know how happy you’ve made me these last few months. The idea that you’re carrying our baby…I can’t even begin to tell you how that makes me feel.”

“I feel the same,” I whispered.

“To say I’m happy doesn’t seem good enough. I feel like I’ve been walking on cloud nine since the day you first looked at me.”

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