Mr Garcia

We pant as I hold her head to mine.

“It’s a boy,” the doctor announces.

A boy.

My eyes find April’s, and she laughs. “A boy,” she whispers, her eyes wild.

I hug her tightly.

They check the baby and lay him on April’s chest, skin to skin.

He cries.

I lean down and look at his little face, all scrunched up and red. I touch his head that’s covered in black hair. He has my coloring.

Oh.

Emotion overwhelms me, and my vision clouds with tears.

“Sebastian,” April whispers. I look up at her, and she smiles softly. “Say hello to your son. Take him.”

I stare at her.

“Hold him,” she whispers.

I frown and pick him up. The nurse passes me a blanket, and I wrap him up and hold him in my arms. I’m so proud, the tears stream down my face.

My God, this is love.

“What’s his name?” the doctor asks.

Unable to see, I wipe my eyes with the back of my forearm. “Arlo,” I whisper as I stare down at the little bundle.

April smiles proudly. “Arlo Sebastian Garcia.”

I lean in and kiss my beautiful wife. She’s given me so much already, but this…

Magical.

Our new life starts today.

April

Six Years later

I’m lying on the deckchair, watching Sebastian playing at the water’s edge with his children.

The sun is just setting. It’s warm and the sea breeze is comforting.

We have three sons: Arlo, Santiago, and Javier. We thought that was it and that our family was complete, but fate had other ideas. I’m now pregnant with a little girl.

Sebastian’s so excited about getting a daughter. This little girl is already the apple of her daddy’s eye and she isn’t even born yet.

We are in the Maldives on vacation with our best friends.

Bree, Charlotte, and Willow, are all on the deckchairs beside me. They’re drinking cocktails, while I’m drinking lemonade.

It seems like since we met, one of us has always been pregnant.

The boys, Sebastian, Julian and Spence, are playing in the sea with the kids. We have quite a brood between us, with our baby girl coming, that will make thirteen. The kids are lining up, and the boys are taking turns throwing them up in the air. Laughter can be heard echoing all around us.

Life is very different at home. Sebastian is still serving as Prime Minister, it seems he is too good at his job and they are happy to keep him. We have a nanny a few days a week to help us, and I’ve opened up a new law firm in partnership with Jeremy.

And get this: Jeremy is a third-year law student. I’m so proud of him. It turns out success is the best revenge. He’s still single, but me and the girls are matchmaking like a pro for him. His grand love story is coming; I know it is.

I ran into Duke the other day, he's happily married to the most beautiful girl, they have three little girls and live in Kensington. He just retired from football and has started his own business, he seemed so happy and it made my heart sing.

Sebastian gets out of the water and wraps a towel around his waist. I watch him as he walks up the beach toward us.

He’s still the hottest man to walk the Earth.

He comes and sits on the side of my deckchair, taking my hand in his. “You okay, baby?”

I smile. “Uh-huh.”

The waiter arrives with a large tray of cocktails. “Here you are.” He places them down on the table. “Will that be cash or credit?”

Sebastian’s eyes meet mine, and I smirk. Nothing’s changed with us. We regularly play Escape Girl in his naughty room.

It’s still our favorite game.

“Cash,” Sebastian replies. His eyes twinkle with a certain something, he squeezes my hand in his. “Always cash.”