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Once the anesthesiologist left, the air around Gaby remained tense. Staying still with her eyes pinched shut, Gaby appeared to be focusing on riding out what was left of the pain. I eased back up to the bed to be ready when she needed me.
After a nail-biting period of time passed, Gaby’s eyes popped open. Gazing up at me, she gave me a weak smile. “Hey.”
“Hey, beautiful,” I replied, as I pushed the dark strands of hair out of her face.
“I don’t feel any more pain.”
“Thank God.”
She laughed hoarsely. “Is that because you genuinely want me out of pain, or because I was pretty scary when I was in pain?”
My breath hitched. “It killed me each and every second you were in such agony.”
“Oh, Noah,” she murmured.
“But truthfully, you also scared the hell out of me.”
She grinned. “How bad was I?”
“You wanted to cut my dick off with a rusty knife.”
A horrified expression came over her face. “I actually said that?”
I nodded. “You also asked your mom to call Fabian to cut my dick off.”
“Oh Noah, I’m so very sorry.”
With a laugh, I leaned over and kissed her. “It’s all right.”
“No. It’s not. You’ve been so good to me the entire pregnancy.”
“I don’t know about that.”
She nodded furiously. “You have. You went to the store or the drive-thru each and every time I had a pregnancy craving regardless of what time it was. You always massaged my gross swollen feet without me even asking.”
I winked at her. “I’ll make sure to send in my nomination for sainthood after we leave here.”
“I’m serious.” When her chin quivered, I knew I was in trouble. “You’re the best husband in the whole world, and I fall more and more in love with you each and every day.”
My heart felt like it might explode right out of my chest. “Damn, babe, you really had to go all out, didn’t you?”
“I’m serious, Noah.”
“I know. I feel exactly the same way.” I pushed some of the dark hair out of her face. With tears stinging my eyes, I replied, “Eres la luz de mi vida.”
Oh yeah, I’d pulled out the big guns. Since we’d become engaged, I’d been working on learning Spanish. Although Gaby also spoke Italian, there was no way in hell I would be able to master two, so I went for the one that would impress AJ. Even after making up with him twice, I still wanted to stay on his good side.
Of course, the fact I spoke in Spanish sent Gaby right over the edge, and she started sobbing. “Was my pronunciation that bad?” I teasingly asked.
“No. It was beautiful.”
“You’re beautiful,” I murmured. Dipping my head, I gave her a lingering kiss. The last three years with Gaby had been the best of my life. Once I proposed, we didn’t want a long engagement. We’d already spent too much time apart.
We waited just long enough to throw together a beach-front wedding at her parents’ house in Mexico. After spending a week in Hawaii, we came back to our permanent home in Atlanta, which was a condo that had belonged to AJ. I’d only accepted on the condition that he allow me to pay him for it.
The first year of marriage was busy with me starting my branch of Gaby’s school. At our six-month anniversary, we broke ground on the aquatic center where I would be overseeing water therapy as well as dipping my feet into coaching competitive swimming.
By our second anniversary, Gaby’s school was thriving, and I was happily settled in at the gym. It was around that time that I could tell Gaby was getting a little broody. Maybe it was working around so many children or maybe it was seeing Bella become a mother. Whatever fire was ignited in her soon made its way to me, and we officially had the “starting a family” talk, which led to Gaby tossing out her birth control.
