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January 16 - January 18, 2024
“It’s the most beautiful thing that I’ve ever seen.” After a long stretch of silence I hear Mitch swallow thickly and then quietly murmur, “Yeah. It is.” I look back up at him and find his eyes on mine.
“It’s too much,” I say to him, somehow keeping my voice level despite the heat swirling in my belly. “It’s not enough,” he replies, not breaking our eye contact.
It’s her ex fiancé. Our eyes remain locked in on each other, Harper’s hands suddenly trembling at the back of my neck and my body rigid and unmoving. It doesn’t matter. He takes a step closer and coughs to get Harper’s attention. That gets my attention. I grimace and glance down at him, wondering in what universe he thinks that he has the right to cough anywhere near my future fucking wife.
It’s the kind of tone that says I don’t want to talk to you, asshole. I give her hip a gentle rub with my thumb. Good girl.
“Uh, aren’t you going to ask me how I am?” he asks, his arms folding defensively across his chest. Harper doesn’t blink. “No.” I look away to hide my smirk and Harper presses her body closer into mine.
Evan narrows his eyes on Harper and smirks. “Without me, you’re a nobody.” Suddenly I feel completely fine about breaking this guy’s neck, my fingers flexing and tightening around Harper’s hips. But she saves me the prison sentence with the best comeback that I’ve ever heard. She flashes a smirk of her own and whispers back to him, “I’m the nobody who made you a somebody.”
“Harper, don’t be stupid. What use to you is a fucking six-foot-two gorilla?” Harper narrows her eyes on him and clutches at me tighter. “He’s six-foot-three,” she snarls. I decide not to tell them that I’m actually six-four.
“I know you aren’t going to throw away two whole years together, Harper. And he can’t be that special because your finger’s still bare.” That’s the final straw. “Listen up,” I say to him, done with this conversation. He looks up at me expectantly and I try not to smirk down at him, Harper’s soft hair brushing beneath my chin as she turns slightly, placing her hands over mine. “You may have put one diamond on her finger but I’ve already put ten around her neck. She’s had it better from me in two months than she had from you in two years. Ever heard the phrase ‘put your money where your mouth
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She’s perfect. The whole moment is perfect. And it’s so perfect that I can’t help but smile against her lips,
“So where are we going now?” I pull the thick set of keys from my pocket and select the one for my house in Phoenix Falls. The second that she sees it she beams up at me, her cheeks dimpled and glowing, and I lean down to give her another deep kiss. “Home, baby,” I tell her. “We’re going home.”
“Mitch, I missed my period.” My heart stops in my chest and my eyes drop straight to her belly. Then every muscle in my body is swelling. “What did you just say?” I rasp. She peeks up at me and then whimpers, squeezing her eyes shut and squishing herself back against my bicep. “I missed my period,” she mumbles. “Say it again.” “I missed my–” She stops herself short and turns to look at me. This time her cheeks heat up for a different reason. She reads my expression, surprised and a little unsure. “I missed my period,” she whispers.
“How many periods have you missed?” She stares up at me silently with those big wide eyes and I bore down on her, my body rippling with tension. Pleasure. I try not to smirk but all I can think is fuck yeah. I know her answer before she even says it. She swallows hard. “Two.”
She’s pregnant. She got pregnant the second that we started having sex, and she’s now carrying my baby.
“If it was just up to me,” she begins, and my eyes burn into hers. I am very fucking interested to hear the end of this sentence. “I would… I would make you your baby. Our baby.” Right answer. It’s the right answer.
“I love you, Harper. And I’m always going to look after you.” She gives me a sparkly smile. “Forever?” I grin back at her. “Forever.”
