“We’re having a girl.” The giddiness bubbles up within me, and I bounce on the balls of my feet. “A little baby girl. And I think she’s going to be spicy.” “Of course, she is.” He kisses me so softly, so gently, that it makes my knees weak. “Let’s take a selfie.” Just like the first time. I smile and open my phone. Blake shifts us so the mountains and lake are in the background, and we smile at the lens. He takes a few, then kisses my temple and takes another. “One more,” he says. I look up at him, and he kisses my lips, snapping that moment as well. And then, when I shove my phone back in my
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