“You’re going to let me do this on my own?” I say in a shocked voice while I laugh. He swats my ass and I put a pep in my step and hurry to the downstairs half bath that’s in the hallway.
I pull out the instructions on the box and literally pee on the stick. I wash my hands and then open the door and stop abruptly. Declan is standing right outside of the door.
“You didn’t expect me to leave you alone that long did you?” he jokes.
“We have to wait a few minutes and then it’ll tell us the answer.” I hug him and he pulls me in tightly to his body.
He sets the time on his watch and we hold each other until the timer goes off.
“You look. I’m too nervous,” I tell him.
“How about we look together?”
“Yes, we can do that. Hold my hand please?” I ask.
He grabs my hand and we take a step closer and see the answer on the test. I’m crying. Full on ugly crying and Declan is picking me up by the back of my legs. I wrap myself around him like an octopus and hold on tight. When I pull my face out of his neck, I can see he has unshed tears in his eyes. My forehead touches his and I say, “Hi, Daddy to be.”
“Shit, Kendall. You’re going to be the best mother to our children,” he replies.
We bask in each other. Never letting each other go until he’s at the couch. I’m on his lap and he pulls my shirt up where there’s not even a bump, yet he talks to our unborn child.
“I’m so proud to be your father, Little One. I promise your mother and I will love you until the end of time,” he says softly.
Epilogue
Eight months later
Declan
As soon as Kendall found out she was pregnant, she put her notice in at work. I thought I was going to have to persuade her, but I didn’t.
She came home from work the very next day and said, “That went entirely too easy.”
“You did the right thing. All of that stress and traveling isn’t good for you,” I grumble.
“I know, which is why I did it,” she told me.
Now, I’m staring down at the mother of my child, a little boy we welcomed into the world kicking and screaming. He was big, weighing in at 8 pounds and 12 ounces and 22 inches long. Logan looks just like me. Something Kendall grumbles about all the time. I just laugh. I’m hopeful our next child will be a little girl and will look just like her mother.
I run my finger along Kendall’s jaw as she opens her eyes. Logan must have fallen asleep nursing. Her bare breast is out in the open and it has to be the biggest turn on to see her nurse our child. His mouth is now open and he’s softly sleeping.
“You’re home early,” she whispers out huskily. Fuck, but what this woman does to me. As much as I want her, I know she still has a few more weeks to heal.
“I missed you and Logan,” I respond. Her eyes go soft and dreamy. I dip my head down to kiss her and she deepens it. Her arm is still holding Logan, but her other hand, it’s tangled in my hair.
We pull away from each other. My gaze goes back to Logan, and she sees me gazing at him. She moves him around and places him in my arms. Knowing I wanted to hold him, but didn’t want to interrupt their time.
“I’m going to go start dinner. I got one of those meal deliveries in today and figured that would be quick and easy,” she says as she fixes her shirt hiding her breasts from me.
“Is it steak this time?” I grumble. I know she’s eating healthy and worried about getting down to her pre-pregnancy weight, but I’m getting tired of chicken and fish.
“Yes, Mister meat and potatoes,” she replies saucily as she walks into the kitchen.
“Looks like it’s just you and me, Bud,” I tell Logan as I cradle him in my lap. I unwrap him in his blanket knowing he’ll get hot with my body heat. Kendall has him in a onesie that says, “Daddy’s Little Man” and it couldn’t be more accurate.
He opens his eyes and he has a look of contentedness, but I really know he’s milk drunk. I sit back and look at his perfection. I already want more children and I want them as soon as possible. Having them all close in age. Yeah, I’m just going to have to get Kendall on board with that.
Kendall
Having a child is the best experience in the world. Having one with Declan is the icing on the cake. He’s the best father I could have chosen and to think we’re just getting started. I heard him grumble the other day about needing red meat. I don’t get to the store as often as I’d like to. Logan is still too tiny, and I don’t want him around strangers and germs just yet. I would have asked Declan’s parents to come watch Logan for a few hours, but Jackie and Rhett are out touring San Francisco and, well, my mom, she’s dating now. I’m so happy for her. He seems like a great guy. I know she put her life on hold to raise me, so I’m glad that she’s out there trying to find her mister right.