Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 102903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
“Dada!” Louie exclaims and rushes toward me like a little linebacker. He barrels into my legs, and I don’t hesitate to pick him up and hug him tightly.
“Hey, little man,” I say and press a few kisses to his cheeks as I hug him to my chest.
He giggles wildly when I sneak a few tickles against his belly.
“Uncie Shane!” he cheers when he spots my partner and best friend standing beside me.
Shane doesn’t hesitate to take Louie into his arms and swing him around.
“Weeee!” Louie exclaims. “Fasta! Fasta!”
I make a beeline for the kitchen, where Hannah is currently trying to set some fresh bread on a plate with Tali’s little fingers grabbing for anything and everything in her vicinity.
“My two favorite girls,” I greet them before pressing a soft kiss to my wife’s lips.
Tali reaches up and touches her hand to my face, and I take her out of Hannah’s arms to kiss her sweet little face. My daughter looks so much like her beautiful mother it’s not even funny. Same pretty hair, same gorgeous eyes—Tali is Hannah’s mini-me.
And our Louie certainly took the majority of his genes from my handsome end of the gene pool.
“Here, let me get that,” my mom says as she stands up to take the plate of bread from Hannah’s hands. Dakota and Lovie join in, carrying the rest of the meal Hannah put together for today’s family dinner onto the table.
But when Hannah starts to head toward the table, I reach out and grab her hip, pulling her back toward me. “Any word?” I ask, and the most breathtaking smile takes shape on her lips.
“I passed,” she answers.
“You passed, or you kicked serious ass and kept that 4.0 you’ve been striving for?”
She waggles her brows. “What do you think, cowboy?”
“I think my woman is smart as a whip and aced her exams.”
She stands on her tippy-toes to press a kiss to my lips. “And you’d be right.”
“Damn, baby, way to go. I’m so proud of you.”
“And you know what?” she responds with a little wink. “I’m proud of me too.”
I adjust Tali onto my other hip, and Hannah leans forward to press a kiss to her smiling face.
“Just think, Han: In six months’ time, you’ll have that degree.”
“I don’t know about that . . .” She scrunches up her nose and digs her teeth into her bottom lip.
“What?” I question, confused over her expression. “What’s that look mean?”
“Well . . .” She pauses and glances around the room as if she’s afraid to tell me something.
“Hannah?”
“You know how you keep knocking me up and that keeps kind of delaying me finishing my degree?”
“Hannah.” I blink one hundred times. “You’re not saying what I think you’re saying, are you?”
And she just smiles at me, her eyes amused and excited and even a little emotional as she nods. “I’m pregnant, Dom.”
Hannah’s pregnant? My mind buffers. We’re going to have another baby?
“Holy shit,” I mutter, and then I laugh and pull Hannah toward me with my free arm, hugging both her and Tali tightly. “Holy shit, Hannah! We’re going to have another baby!”
“What?” Dakota yells from the dining table. “Did you just say you’re having another baby?”
Shane and Lovie and the rest of my family join in, tossing surprised questions our way.
And Sherry just sits there, beside my grandfather, smiling at us.
“I always knew Tony and Ziva would have a bunch of kids together. They’re just meant to be.”
“It’s true?” my mother asks again, and Hannah smiles.
“It’s true,” my beautiful wife says, her hand even moving to her belly. “Dom and I are going to have another baby.”
The room erupts into cheers and hugs and well-wishes, and I can’t keep my eyes off my Hannah.
My beautiful, gorgeous, perfect Hannah.
By the time the room is settled down, and everyone is sitting at the table eating, one important thing pops into my mind, and I reach out to grab Hannah’s attention by squeezing her thigh.
She looks at me curiously.
“I love your mom, Han, but I refuse to name our baby Gibbs or Ducky.”
My wife bursts into laughter, and my heart soars like a kite in the sky.
And as I look around the room, I’m reminded of how lucky I am.
Talk about a beautiful life.