Page 104 of The CEO's Reluctant Bride

I’d have loved Alec Junior regardless of his father, but the fact that he is mine melts my heart and seals us together as a family.

“I want a thousand more,” I whisper to no one in particular. “And a thousand more lifetimes with you.”

Danielle smiles softly, but she’s half asleep.

I pad over to the bookcase in the corner of the nursery, picking up the framed photograph of my mom and dad grinning back at me from some sun-soaked island.

Tears sting my eyes.

I wish he could’ve met him.

I wish he could’ve seen how in love I am with Danielle.

My wedding ring shimmers in the moonlight, and I stare down at it, twisting it happily.

It may be my imagination, but I could swear my dad winks at me from that photo.

Wishful thinking, perhaps, but I’ll take it.

Thanks for everything, Dad.

I’ll make you proud.