“We could announce it right now.” I shrug.
“Not on our wedding day.” She tips her chin up.
Her dark hair shines, falling in silky waves over her shoulders.
“The second you decline a glass of champagne, the girls are going to figure it out.”
She rolls her eyes, knowing I’m right. “Well then, they can figure it out, but I’m not announcing it.”
“Whatever you say, wife.” I nuzzle into her neck, kissing her until she giggles. “How are you feeling this morning?”
Her nose scrunches. “Better than yesterday, but my stomach is still a little sour.”
Emery’s morning sickness kicked in while we were away last weekend, and it hasn’t let up since. The first time she ran to the bathroom to puke, she tried to stop me from following her. But I promised to be there for everything this time. It doesn’t matter to me if she’s puking or needs a foot rub. I’ll do anything to take care of her.
I’m going to be there for every kick, every ultrasound. I’ll be at her side, holding her hand while we welcome our baby into this world. I’m not missing a thing.
“All set!” Reagan pops up with Charlie in her arms. “Surprise. What do you think? Isn’t she the cutest flower girl in the world?”
“Oh my god, I can’t handle it.” Emery immediately starts crying; her pregnancy hormones bring tears to her eyes at least once a day. “She looks perfect.”
“She does, doesn’t she?” Reagan smiles, handing Charlie to Emery.
Charlie’s lilac dress bunches at her waist as she sits on Emery’s hip, smiling up at us.
“She looks so grown up in this.” Emery wipes away the tear. “Isn’t she perfect, Hayes?”
“Both of you are.”
“Oh god, cue the waterworks.”
Reagan steps forward, fanning Emery’s face. “No crying before the ceremony. You’ll mess up your makeup.”
“I’ll try,” Emery says, taking a deep breath.
“By the way…” Reagan leans in, dropping her voice. “Congratulations.”
Her eyes fall to Emery’s stomach, and I laugh as Reagan walks away.
“Told you they would guess.”
“Fine, you were right.” She rolls her eyes, bouncing Charlie on her hip. “But look at her, Hayes. Reagan picked out the perfect dress. She looks so grown-up already. Next thing we know, she’s going to be attending prom and introducing us to her boyfriends.”
“Yeah, and I’ll be introducing them to my guns.”
Emery glares up at me, but she can’t hide her smile. “I feel bad for any guy who tries to date Charlie or any of the other girls around here.”
“I don’t.” I grin, and she shakes her head.
Charlie reaches for me, and Emery hands her over. She’s growing up so fast; I can’t keep up. Soon, she’ll be crawling around everywhere, getting into trouble. I can’t wait.
“I have a surprise for you two,” I say, pulling Emery to us.
“This party is surprise enough. You don’t have to do anything more for us, Hayes.”
I tug her closer, kissing the top of her head. “That’s where you’re wrong. I want to do everything for you. Besides, what’s a wedding without a honeymoon?”
Her eyes widen. “We’re going on a honeymoon? But…”
