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“I’m not. Like Wednesday Addams. I kind of love it.”

I lightly drew my fingertip along the baby’s cheek and then Gemma’s. “I’ll make you a deal. You agree to marry me, and you can name the her whatever you want.”

She huffed out an exhausted laugh. “That’s a terrible deal. I would’ve agreed to marry you without any conditions.”

I grinned. “I love you so much. I’m not letting you or this little girl go. Ever.”

She lifted her chin, seeking a kiss, but the baby let out a tiny wail.

“I think it’s time we try nursing,” one of the nurses said, and I scooted away, letting them do their thing, ducking out to deliver the news to Frank and Caroline.

I didn’t believe I could contain any more joy inside my body, but when I walked back into the hospital room to see the love of my life gazing down at the other love of my life while she fed her, my heart proved how flexible it was, expanding by the second. More and more love. More and more joy. I checked my chest, sure I would see the outline of my heart shoving through my skin like a cartoon.

After the room had cleared, and Gemma had a chance to clean up, and Frank and Caroline met their first grandchild, I crawled into bed next to my fiancée. She glowed. I was sure if I could somehow engineer a way to capture her smile, I’d be able to power our house with it. “When I texted the girls earlier to update them, I told them you’d call. Do you want to do that now or later?”

She lifted a serene shoulder, seemingly unbothered by anything, even after twelve hours of labor. “We can do it now.”

I opened up a new FaceTime call and held out the phone so the screen could capture all three of us in it. In seconds, Bronte, Sam, and Laney showed up, alternating between peals of delight and sweet coos.

“I’d like to introduce you,” Gemma started, catching my eye before continuing, “to Willow Jane Mitchell.”

“Willow Jane!” Laney crowed.

“She’s beautiful,” Bronte said, crying. “You did such a good job.”

“How do you feel?” Sam asked.

“Terrible.” Gemma laughed. “But also, really happy.”

My eyes teared up for what felt like the thirty-eighth time in the last two hours. “Jane? For my mom?”

“For your mom,” she said, a little wobble to her lip. “Is that all right?”

“Yes, of course.” I kissed her. “I love the name. I love you. I love Willow. I love everybody,” I said with a drunken chuckle and tipped my head to the girls on the screen. “I love you guys.”

They all laughed.

Gemma gazed down at Willow, who closed her eyes, her eyelashes settled on heavenly pink cheeks. “I think she fell asleep.” Gemma pushed her lips out in an attempt to shush everyone, then said to the girls in a whisper, “I’d also like to introduce you to my fiancé too.”

The girls all screamed, Willow woke up crying, Gemma rolled her eyes, and I smiled.

True perfection.

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