After we slipped our rings onto each other’s fingers, the preacher said, “I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
Our lips met for a long, lingering kiss filled with a lifetime of promises. Everyone cheered and clapped while we stood hand in hand, lost in each other’s eyes.
There was something I had to share with him. Yesterday, after Tricia voiced her suspicions about me having a bird in the nest, I began to think back. I hadn’t had a period in a few months, but since I’d never had a regular cycle, being pregnant hadn’t crossed my mind. Then there was the nonstop nausea. That alone should have clued me in.
The test results had been a surprise. One that filled me with immense joy and hope.
“Before we walk down the aisle as husband and wife, I have a secret to share.” I took his hand and placed it on my stomach. “The reason I’ve been sick isn’t because of nerves and anxiety. It’s because we’re going to have a baby.”
“A baby?” He picked me up and cradled me close, his blue eyes illuminating him from the inside. “We’re going to have a baby,” he stated matter-of-factly.
“Are you happy?”
His dazzling smile gave me the answer before he said a word. “Overjoyed. I couldn’t ask for anything more.”
“I knew it,” Tricia hollered. “I knew you’d been visited by the stork. Heavens to Betsy, I’m going to be a grandma.”
I touched my lips to Colt’s cheek. “Forever,” I murmured.
“And always,” he whispered.
The End
About the Author
Cora York adores steamy stories about sassy women and the sexy men who push them to their limit. But, these days, thanks her job as a full-time domestic goddess and kid-chauffeur, she no longer has the luxury of sitting down to read full-length romance novels. To get her fix, she created Quick Reads for Fast Lives—all the romance in a fraction of the time.
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