Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“We’re going to be parents, Isolde.”
Tears are making haphazard trails down his face. I haven’t seen those tears since we found our way back to one another and he confessed he was afraid he’d lost me. Over the last five years, we’ve become so close that I know his tears are a mixture of fear and happiness. I cup the side of his face, smiling through my own tears.
“You’re going to make the best daddy ever, Caleb.”
“If I am a good father, it will be because of my beautiful wife. I love you, Isolde.”
I smile at him. My heart is full. We’ve been together for five years now. Our lives merged so easily that it was almost scary. I moved to Dreary, instantly meshing with Georgia as if we were sisters. Nana scared me, but I soon discovered that she loved my man, and because I made him so happy, she loved me by extension. The club is awesome, and though there are club girls, all of them are extremely respectful around the old ladies. That’s easier for me to deal with because I know without a shadow of a doubt that Caleb would never disrespect or risk losing me. Heck, even my parents and brother trust him implicitly. I’m so secure in who we are together, there’s no freaking out for me. Somehow, we will juggle my being pregnant, my fellowship at the hospital, and life in general, easily. I know we will, because as long as we’re together, nothing can stop us.
“I love you, Caleb. Thank you for making all my dreams come true.”
“Think of some more dreams you need fulfilled, baby, because I’m just getting started.
“Well, as good as that sounds, for now, how about you carry me over to our bed and we celebrate the fact I’m pregnant?”
Caleb stands, picks me up and cradles me against his chest, making his way to our bed. There are times—like right now—where I can’t believe this life is mine and I know without Caleb I wouldn’t have any of it. I send up a small, silent prayer of thanks for crazy men who never give up.
No matter what.