The fact that I remained standing and didn’t melt into a puddle on the floor was a miracle rivaled only by the miracle of new life sleeping in Corban’s arms. My knees were in danger of buckling and my heart felt as if it would burst right out of my chest. A breathtaking surge of emotion consumed me from within. Awe, happiness, and gratitude that I was here to witness this moment, mixed with a dose of lust so potent my cheeks flushed hot. I had never been more attracted to Corban Nash than I was seeing him gently cradling his newborn niece.
