Getting so many people to a destination wedding had not been the easiest feat.
Kinleigh immediately covered her middle. “Well, maybe a little more cart before the horse there too.”
“No.” My mother covered her mouth. “Oh, Kinleigh.”
I pulled the little frame out of my jacket pocket and handed it to my mother. “Another Beck is going to be added to the family this fall.”
She looked down, her eyes filling. “Oh, this is just the best news.” She held the sonogram close to her chest, then looked down at it again. “Is that a…”
Kinleigh peeked over the edge. “You’re just going to make everyone cry.”
“Let me see.” Ivy plucked the frame out of our mom’s hands.
Our mom pulled Kinleigh close and there were
tears and questions and laughter and more questions.
Ivy bumped me, the frame still in her hands. “Ladybug, huh?”
I hooked my arm over her shoulder. “I guess it’s going to be a thing.”
Caleb was sitting at the picnic table, digging into the bread and dip. “Don’t expect me to be adding to the scoreboard. You get all your grandbaby wishes fulfilled by these two.” Caleb pointed at me with a piece of bread. “I knew that cup was full.”
Ivy frowned. “What the heck does that mean?”
“Ignore him.”
“Crescent Cove water,” Caleb muttered. “That’s why I’m sticking to beer.”
I didn’t think I would be so happy to have two huge life changes on top of one another, but seeing Kinleigh laughing with a lap full of Rhiannon and my parents fawning over both of them was pretty amazing.
My chest tightened. That was my future right there. Our ladybug would probably have the same red hair.
I’d give Kin a little time to get used to all of…this before I asked her to marry me.
A few days.
Maybe.
Epilogue
Kinleigh
Summer
Upstate New York was having an unprecedented heat wave. And of course it had to be the year I was pregnant. I dabbed the back of my hand against my forehead, then pushed my mask down.
Because of course I had to wear a mask while painting. Even if it was just touch-up paint. August was going to kill me for doing it without him, but I wanted to get the sky done on the feature wall in the nursery. I wasn’t exactly an artist when it came to painting, but I could rock the heck out of a stencil set.
He’d done the rest of the room in a soft buttery yellow to highlight the gorgeous oak furniture he’d been creating for our little girl.
I winced and rubbed the side of my growing belly. “Soccer-playing girl.”
Ivy was busy getting her own house put together. They’d finally moved into their dream home. Luckily for me, it was only a few streets over. I’d never dared to dream that our kids could grow up together, but now it was all I could think about.
They’d be honest to goddess cousins.
I had a family and everything was almost perfect.