The Nurse's Baby Secret

“You want me to hold her so you can have some birthday cake?” Charlie offered, reaching for the baby.

Savannah laughed. “That was my excuse when I took her from my mom.”

He grinned and stroked his finger across Amelia’s head. “You’re right, you know. She is perfect.”

Savannah glanced down at the wiggling little bundle in her arms, who’d realized it was past time for her next feed and her mommy now held her. Although she’d struggled for the first few days with breastfeeding, she and Amelia had eventually gotten it figured out and she was thriving.

“She takes after her daddy.”

“Her mommy,” he corrected, his voice choked up. Charlie glanced around the backyard of the house he’d given to Savannah but that she hadn’t accepted until he’d carried her over the threshold as his wife, when he’d brought her home from the hospital after she’d delivered their daughter.

She smiled at him, knowing losing that card game to him was the best decision she’d ever made. Not that she’d let him win since. She hadn’t. Not that they finished most card games they started. They usually got distracted after just the first few hands.

She’d refused to marry him until after the baby had been born. They’d gotten married at the hospital with her mother and Chrissie there, along with their daughter.

They?

??d traveled back and forth between Chattanooga and Nashville more than Savannah liked to consider over the past few months, but no more. Although she’d offered to move to Nashville, Charlie had refused. He’d finished his obligation to Vanderbilt last month and he was home to stay.

Home with his family.

Home where he was loved and loved her right back.

Home.

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