#Heart (Hashtag #6)

by Cambria Hebert

“You’re perfect,” he murmured, then brought his lips to mine. I sighed on contact. Everything inside me fell silent, the butterflies stopped fluttering, my fingers stopped shaking, and for one suspended moment in time, my heart stopped beating.

Best. Beginning. Ever.

He was my only.

#AnAlphasLoveIsTheStrongest

“Marry me, Ivy. Not because of the baby. Not because without you, I might literally drift away. Marry me because I fucking love you. And you fucking love me. Marry me because it doesn’t matter if I ask you now or in three years. The result is still the same. We’re inevitable, just like the stars in a cloudless night sky.”

The tiniest feet make the biggest footprints in our hearts.

“Smalls,” he whisper-demanded, “I’d like to place an order. I’d like one in blue.”

He stood in the middle of the hospital room, looking like a giant. All grass stains, sweat, and messy hair. His purple uniform bulged over the massive pads and protective gear he wore. He looked like a warrior who had just stepped off a battlefield. Except for his face. It was softened and downturned, his eyes in complete and utter awe. He didn’t hold a sword, or a football… but a tiny baby who stared back at him like he made up her entire universe. I understood that look. Because it was one I wore every single day. The first sight of my tough-looking husband with our daughter in his arms was something I would never forget. It became a permanent mark—a tattoo on my heart. And it was only the beginning. A new star was born today, and despite her small size, to us, she would always be the brightest of all.