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I just stared into his eyes, not quite believing the words.
“I mean it, Ava. I love you.”
My heart warmed. “Are you sure you’re not just saying that because of the baby?”
He chuckled. “I love our baby, too. But I don’t only love the life we created, princess. I loveyou. Your giving heart, your freckled face, your sweet nature, your everything. All of you.”
I choked on a tear and buried my face in his chest. “Oh, Liam. I love you, too.”
Epilogue
Liam
One year later
A light rain pattered on the roof and slid down the window. I blinked and turned over in bed.
My eyes fell on Ava’s bare skin, half covered with the sheets. My cock jerked to life. It always did when I looked at her.
I pushed the feeling aside and swept a hand down her back.
She made an adorable sleepy sound, but remained at rest.
Good.
I rolled over, pulled out my bedside drawer, and picked up the small box inside. I popped it open. The square-cut jewel reflected the dim light coming in through the sheer curtains.
All week, I’d been waiting for the perfect moment. I even had a date night planned, but Wesley, our rosy-cheeked, dark-haired son, chose that evening to come down with a fever.
He was fine the next couple of hours, but by then it was late and the mood was gone. We ended up staying in and watching a movie. While it was nice, it wasn't the setting I wanted.
But I could wait no longer.
I turned to see her face relaxed in slumber. No better time than now, before the day really began.
She breathed heavily and turned over, reaching for me. Her face burrowed against my chest and a small smile played on her lips. Then she settled in again and resumed sleeping.
I swiped the stray hair that rested on her cheek and hated myself for it, but kissed her lips.
That always woke her up.
She needed more rest. But I needed to do this now. If not, we'd be plunged into a day of dirty diapers, burp clothes, and loads of laundry, with little free time.
Ava’s response to my kiss was instant. The hand on my chest curled and her lips parted.
“Liam,” she said in her breathy morning voice.
“I’m here, princess.” I kissed each cheek and then her eyelids.
She laughed, her nose wrinkling and her eyes fluttering open. “Did you wake me up?”
“I did.”
“Is Wesley alright?”
“Yes.”
“Then why? These fifteen minutes before he gets up are heaven. There better be a good reason.” She snuggled back under the covers, closing her eyes again.
