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He smiled at his wife, and then at their daughter.

‘She is divine.’ Amelia sighed. ‘Just perfect.’

‘Just like her mother.’

‘Will you text my family?’

Antonio nodded. Giacomo and Carlo had been eagerly awaiting news of the new Herrera—strange that he rarely thought now of the feud that had first brought him to his wife’s door.

So much water had flowed under the bridge since that night—so many good memories had overwritten all the bad.

And it was a truth, he decided, that it was impossible to dislike anyone who adored your children from the bottom of their heart—and there was no doubt in his mind that the diSalvo men loved this new generation of Herreras.

‘I’ll let them know,’ he agreed. ‘Soon. But for now, let’s enjoy this time with our little princess.’

‘Your wish is my command,’ Amelia agreed softly.

‘I think that’s the other way around.’

‘Yes, perhaps you’re right.’ She stifled a yawn, and love, pride and fierce adoration burst through him.

‘I’m always right.’ He grinned, but there was a serious note underneath, because he very nearly hadn’t been.

At one time he’d almost made the biggest mistake of his life and let this woman walk out on him.

And he’d never be so foolish ever again.

He intended to do everything in his power to live happily eve

r after—with the love of his life and the family they’d made.

And because he was Antonio Herrera and he always got what he wanted, they did.

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