Henry presses a kiss against my temple. “Remind her what this means for getting grandchildren. That should help sway her.” My chest swells. “She’ll drive us nuts, asking.” He chuckles. “And I’ll thoroughly enjoy the process of trying for them.” I watch Henry’s retreating back as he disappears into the cabin, wondering what those arms will look like cradling a baby in them. Our baby. Just the thought has my body priming itself for him.
