She nodded, feeling emotional. She had a family now, and more fulfilment than anything she’d ever imagined or fantasised about. And a love that she knew would last for ever.
‘I’m fine. You?’
Gabriel looked at her and she saw all her thoughts and feelings reflected in his eyes.
‘I’m fine too. More than fine. I love you, Leo.’
‘I love you too.’
She reached up and pressed a kiss to Gabriel’s mouth, and he caught the back of her head, not letting her pull away, deepening the kiss.
‘Ugh, kissy-kissy.’
They broke apart, laughing at Max’s disgusted pronouncement, and went to rescue their babies, taking one each.
Lazaro said, all too innocently, as he scooped up his own son, ‘Honestly, I don’t know where he gets that from.’
Skye rolled her eyes and came over to her husband putting her arms around his waist. ‘He gets it from seeing his mother being kissed by his father on a regular basis.’
‘Oh, and you’re a passive partner in that, are you? As I recall, this morning...’
Gabriel and Leonora watched as Lazaro and Skye walked back into the hacienda, with Max perched on Lazaro’s shoulders. Their voices faded and Gabriel tugged Leonora over to the couch. The sun was setting, bathing everything in a golden and red glow.
Leonora’s breasts were heavy with milk. Just as she became aware of that Sofia made a mewling sound. She deftly undid her sundress and placed Sofia on her breast. The small baby suckled hungrily, dark eyes gazing up at her mother.
Pablo snuggled against his father’s chest, eyes closed. Leonora and Gabriel shared a look and smiled, not needing words to articulate the love flowing through them and their babies...
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