cheeks. “My ever and ever, my little Everly.” “Ford …” My eyes shifted to Sydney. “Is that how you came up with her name?” I was sure she had other questions. I was sure the conversation I’d had in the waiting room was far from over. But I nodded and replied, “When Rebecca placed her in my arms and I finally made my way inside my house and it all hit me”—I swallowed and tried to take a breath, the emotion returning—“I knew only one thing. Ever and ever—that was how long she’d be mine.”
I love this guy
