“Have you?”
“It seems that you are finally going to get your heir.” And that was where her serene front ended. Tears welled in her eyes, and a smile broke out across her face. “But more important than that, we’re going to have a baby.”
Tarek took his wife into his arms, pressing a kiss to her lips, and then everywhere else he could reach.
She laughed. “I take it you’re happy?”
He was a man who had spent many years believing he was stone. A man who had resigned himself to spending life alone. And in his arms he held the most beautiful woman in the entire world, who had just told him she was going to give birth to a baby. His baby.
He was suddenly so full, he could scarcely breathe.
“I did not know such happiness existed until you,” he said, kissing her again.
She closed her eyes and breathed in deep, as though she was relishing him. No one had ever relished him before. No one except for her. “Neither did I, Tarek. Neither did I.”