Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
It happens so fast and so slow at once, which is apparently the only way things work for me and Hudson. A lot of screaming, a lot of sweat, and then suddenly there’s a commotion at the foot of the bed. The doctor laughs and holds up a tiny, slippery, red-faced bundle who immediately announces his presence with a yell that fills the room.
Nobody warns you what it’s like, seeing your baby for the first time. For a solid ten seconds, my brain stalls out. All I can do is stare at him, absolutely and totally in love. They set him on my chest and holy hell, he’s perfect.
He’s got Hudson’s jaw, no question about it. In fact, I might’ve carried him for nine months, but my genes seem to have been overwritten by the powerful Carrington genes. There’s a wild tuft of sandy brown hair flopping over his forehead, sticking out in every direction just like his daddy’s. His little eyelashes are criminally long and I’m honestly jealous.
He fists my gown with strong, tiny fingers, making my heart squeeze so tight I can’t breathe. I’m pretty sure he’s glaring at the world already. Just like his father.
"He's perfect," Hudson says, his voice thick with emotion. "I love you so much. Thank you for him, Tinsley. Thank you for everything."
My heart nearly explodes, then melts into a sticky mess.
Hudson’s still at my side, wrapping his strong arm around my shoulder and drawing us both close. His eyes are glassy and wild under the overhead lights. He’s crying, I realize as a single fat tear rolls right down his cheek.
I wrap my hand behind his neck and yank him down, so our foreheads touch.
"I love you, too," I whisper, the words barely threading the space between us. "Thank you for fighting for us."
He lets out this rough, broken laugh, part sigh and part something a little wild. "You gave me a run for my money, but I wouldn’t have it any other way."
Life settles around us like something new and bright; the exhaustion falls away, and in its place is just this thumping, almost giddy happiness. "Life is pretty great."
"It definitely is." He grins, then tilts in and catches my lips in a kiss that melts my insides.
The END