“We do, indeed.”
“And in a few months, it’ll be a bit larger.”
He looked down at her and grinned. “Will it, now?”
She nodded. “Around Christmas.”
As he took her in his arms, leaned her back justa little, pressed his lips to hers, and sighed, she was grateful that he was hers.
She became aware of distant cheers and clapping. A few hoots and some laughter. She could sense the number of people looking at them increasing.
Pulling back, he gave her a wicked grin. “They’re family. They’ll understand.”
She furrowed her brow. “Understand what?”
He swept her up into his arms and called out, “Enjoy yourselves. I’m off to show my wife how much I love her.”
Laughing, she buried her face into the curve of his neck as he began striding toward the residence. “For a man who once eschewed scandal, you’re certainly embracing it now, Johnny.”
“Only with you.”
