She moans again, letting me know I pegged her right. I'm not the only one who likes the thought of keeping her bred. My girl likes it too.
"I won't miss a second of the next one, sweet little Piper," I vow. "I'll be there for every single appointment, every single minute. "Do you…" I swallow. "Do you know what we're having yet?"
"No," she whispers. "I'm supposed to go in two weeks to find out."
"I'll go with you."
"Okay." She smiles at me, her eyes light with happiness.
"I hate that I haven't been here."
"Please don't," she whispers, turning around to straddle my lap. "You made a mistake, but so did I, Cortez. I didn't believe in you when I should have. At the first sign of trouble, I doubted you. I ran instead of waiting for you. Had I just waited, none of this would have happened. We would have been together for the last two months."
"This isn't on you, Piper," I growl.
"And it's not on you either," she argues. "It happened, but it's over with now. Besides, don't you think it means something that we found each other again? It does to me. If we hadn't gotten separated, maybe somewhere down the line, one of us would have had doubts about whether we're supposed to be together. But how can we doubt it now, Cortez? There are over five million people in this state, but you still found me again."
"I'll always find you," I say, meaning it. Even if I have to go to the ends of the earth to find her, I'll do it. She belongs with me. No amount of space between us will change that. Maybe she's right, though. Maybe it was meant to happen this way. Maybe it'll make us stronger in the end. I don't know. All I know is that we're together now, she's carrying my baby, and nothing else fucking matters. She's mine now, and nothing is ever going to change that.