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There he is.My beautiful broken prince. The man who has always held my heart in his hand and the man I was certain would continue to crush my love into a million pieces because he didn’t know how to accept affection. He didn’t know how to love himself so how the hell could I expect him to love me?
But his heart is so huge. It’s big enough for his sister, his band, his mum who he will miss forever, and there’s still room for me. More love and adoration than I’ve ever felt possible from one soul to another.
But he’s not broken. I don’t think he ever was. Battered? Yes. Bruised. Most definitely. But unrepairable? Never. Not my man. Not my Max.
He talked all the way through my labour, encouraged me, kissed me, told me stories of how he wanted us to live our big happily ever after. Between his voice, the gas and the air somehow the pain pushed to the sides as I just wanted to see the tiny life we’d created.
And the way he’s staring down at the bundle of blankets in his arms. Our beautiful baby. Half me. Brunette and big thighs and organisation and half his heartfelt show-stopping musical self. My heart’s beating a different rhythm already.
“I love you, Max Baines. I love you so goddamn much.”
He lifts his head, taking his gaze away from Roman for a second to flash that beautiful smile at me.
I love you too, Angel.”
I guess I said that out loud, huh?
