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PS- Did you know ravens remember faces? I think I’d like to be one in another life…if that sort of thing is possible, but if I were one, I know I’d remember yours, Penelope.
“I had them cut out a third of the lights, so we could see the stars,” Jamie said, ducking his face as if it embarrassed him that he’d thought of something so considerate. I was slightly speechless for a second before just blurting.
I knew this would eventually happen; it’s why I had pushed her away so often, but she was supposed to leave the club. She was supposed to get out of this life, not choose Luke. Anyone but fucking Luke.
I held out my hand. “Wait.” Another wave of pain hit me, forcing my eyes closed. “That was a big contraction. I need to see how far along she is.” Dr. Beckett slid around on her rolling stool as the contraction ebbed. Jamie still stood there, eyes fixated on the nurses and doctor. “Stay,” I wheezed. “Jamie, I need you.” He was at my side in one long stride, his hand in mine, his lips at my hairline. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
Pen hummed, then added, “Connor Mathias King.” My head snapped over, my eyes searching hers. She nodded. “Your father was a great man, Jamie, and he raised an amazing son. It would be my honor to have our son named after him.”

