“You’re crazy, you know that?”
“Hard to forget when you tell me every single day.”
He cups my cheek with one hand. “I do love to be consistent.”
Finally, on cue, his eyes drag across my face before trailing down my body. He tilts his head and blinks twice. “What is that?”
“What?” I blink innocently.
“Whose pin is that?” He flicks the pin on my chest, making it tremble.
I protect the little piece of metal showing off a bun inside of a tiny oven. After I took a pregnancy test at Claire’s apartment three weeks ago, she surprised me with this little gem for my birthday.
I thought today was the perfect time to announce it to Rowan. Because we started with Nebula Land and ended up here, together with our families, years later.
“Mine.” I grin.
He blinks again like his brain needs to process all this information. “You’re pregnant?” His voice is a whisper.
I nod my head up and down. Rowan forgets about everyone around us as he kisses me until my lips are swollen and my head goes woozy from a lack of oxygen.
I look up at my husband, finding his cheeks streaked with a few tears. Like all the times he’s done with me, I swipe them away like they never existed.
He wraps his arms around me and kisses my head. “You’re the best damn thing that ever happened to me. Thank you for giving me the chance to be the dad I never had but always wanted.”
My entire heart dissolves in my chest. There’s nothing I want more in life than to share Rowan’s love with our child. Because to be loved by him is to be cherished and protected unconditionally, and in a world like ours, it’s a gift. One I never knew I needed but couldn’t imagine living without.
THE END