Page 126 of I Loved You First

“I love you, too.” He slid his hands up and down the silky sides of her waist. “How are you feeling? Are you and Baby good?”

She grinned as she nodded, savoring that he was so sweet and attentive. “We’re good.”

“I snagged some crackers and a glass of water after I locked up. For tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you.”

“But hopefully, you won’t need them.”

She wrinkled her nose. Because the last couple of mornings had been rough. “That’s very optimistic of you.”

He grinned. “I wish there was more I could do. Bringing you crackers and crossing my fingers that you don’t feel like crap doesn’t seem like much.”

She laughed, adoring the man she never wanted to be apart from again. “Crackers and finger crossing are perfect.”

He smiled. “Brady picked out a couple of books. He put them in the bathroom ‘so we can read while you’re trying not to throw up,’ he told me.”

She laughed again, adoring Cam’s son, too. “That’s very thoughtful of him. I hope this baby’s even half as sweet as Brady is.”

“Of course he or she is,” Cam said as he settled on his knees, talking to her nonexistent baby belly. “Right, baby? You’re already perfect, huh? Just like your big brother.”

She chuckled as she stroked her fingers through his damp hair, staring at the play of moonlight over his gorgeous face. “I don’t think I could love you any more than I do right now.”

He looked up, holding her gaze in the shadows. “I think that every day, but I love you more anyway.”

“Aw.” Her heart turned to goo as she blinked back tears. “Cam.”

Gaining his feet, he slid his knuckles along her jaw. “Welcome home, Fiona.”

“Thank you.”

“I know you gave up a lot⁠—”

She adamantly shook her head. “I gave up nothing. I love that this is our home. I love that when we were dreaming up this place all those years ago, we were inadvertently creating it for Brady.”

He smiled. “And for our little one, too.”

She grinned as she nodded. “For our family.”

He sighed as he settled his forehead against hers. “For our family.”

She slid her hands down Cam’s strong arms. “I was doing some reading on the plane… I was thinking that I might like to talk to a midwife if everything stays on track with the pregnancy.”

He nodded. “Yeah, whatever you want.”

“I really want to have an unmedicated birth.”

“Sure. Let’s do it.”

“And I’m intrigued by the idea of giving birth at home.”

He winced. “That idea sort of freaks me out.”

She laughed. “Maybe we can learn more about it—talk about it some more. Because I love the idea of welcoming our son or daughter into the world right here at our special place by the lake.”

He exhaled a long breath. “I just want everything to be safe. I want you and the baby to be okay.”

“I want that, too.”