Her breath hitched. ‘Children?’
‘I hope so,’ he murmured. ‘You do want more children, don’t you? We’d want brothers and sisters for junior here.’
Through a blur she desperately tried to blink away, she nodded. She wanted children, she wanted the life he’d described. She wanted him. ‘I love you, Alex. You, this baby, this bathroom—’ she suddenly laughed ‘—it’s al I’ve ever wanted. Yes, I wil marry you!’
With a whoop, Alex swung her up and around and kissed her til she could barely breathe. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
She didn’t know how long they stayed like that.
She only knew that it was quite some time—a wonderful, magical, I-can’t-believe-this-is-happening time. Alex rested his forehead against hers. She swore she could stare into those dark eyes of his for al of time. ‘Are you sure this is what you want?’ she whispered. This had been such a hard road for him.
If he needed more time…
‘I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. I’m only sorry it took me so long to come to my senses.
Knowing that I hurt you—’
‘Shh.’ She reached up to brush the frown from his brow. ‘It’s the future we look towards now, not the past.’
He seized her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm. ‘Kit, I don’t have much to offer you. I don’t have any family and I’ve only a few friends…’
She smiled then. ‘Alex, I don’t think there’s another bil ionaire on the planet who would ever say that they didn’t have much to offer.’ She took his hand then and pressed a kiss to his palm. ‘I have enough friends and family for us both. We’l make our own family. Alex, al I want is your heart.’
‘It’s yours.’
She went to kiss him again and then stopped, cocked her head to one side. ‘Can you hear that?’
cocked her head to one side. ‘Can you hear that?’
‘Hear what?’ he said, nuzzling the side of her neck.
Mmm. She wrapped her arms around his neck and…
She cocked her head to the side again.
‘Someone is singing in the back garden.’
He lifted his head. ‘They are?’
She took his hand and led him through the house and al the way out to the back door and then stumbled to a halt as four sets of eyes swung to them
—Caro, Frank, Doreen and Davey, who was singing.
‘Wel ?’ Caro demanded.
‘Speak up, lad,’ Frank ordered. ‘Do we al get to dance at your wedding?’
Alex’s grin threatened to split his face in two. Kit’s breath caught. She’d never seen him look so happy.
If she’d had any doubts left about his feelings for her, they’d be gone now. He glanced at her and she nodded.
He held his arms out. ‘You’re looking at the happiest man on the planet. Kit’s agreed to marry me.’
Frank popped a bottle of champagne as Caro and Doreen swamped them in hugs.
‘Ooh, I shouldn’t,’ Kit said when Doreen pressed a glass of champagne into her hand.
‘Tsk! In my day it was considered healthful to take a glass of beer in the evenings. Never did any of us any harm. A thimbleful won’t hurt you any.’
Doreen was right. Her doctor had said the same.
A sip or two wouldn’t hurt her. It was only right they celebrate the happiest day of her life.
‘To Kit and Alex,’ Frank boomed, raising his glass. ‘Many congratulations!’
They al lifted their glasses—even Davey, who had a champagne flute ful of lemonade—and drank.
Kit snagged Caro’s arm. ‘You wil be my bridesmaid, won’t you?’
‘You bet!’ She slanted a grin at Alex. ‘The meat cleaver gets them every time.’
He laughed and kissed Caro’s cheek. ‘Had me shaking in my boots.’
Caro nearly spluttered champagne al over them.
‘Liar!’
She sobered a moment later. ‘Okay, so when are you going to have the wedding? Before or after the baby is born?’
‘After,’ Kit said at the same moment Alex said,
‘Before.’
Caro grinned. ‘Right, so you’ve discussed it then?’
