Thatch was staring at the bundle on my chest with tears streaming down his face.
“So beautiful,” Dr. Holloway said. “The way the body creates another precious human.” He held up something bluish and gross looking, and I about passed out.
“Thank you,” Thatch whispered in my ear. “You did wonderfully.”
“I don’t really hate you,” I said, suddenly exhausted.
“I know, baby.”
“And I don’t want you to jump off a cliff.”
“I’m aware.”
“And I really do want you to touch me again,” I whimpered. “Maybe just not tonight.”
He smirked. “Austin?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
“Love you too.” I kissed him on the mouth and felt full, so full, I thought I would explode.
A family.
Who would have thought that saying yes to a hot doctor at a bar would lead to this?
Not me.
It was the perfect ending.