Page 249 of Sebastian's Baby

“Ti amo, bambina mia,” I say softly to her.

Lita is moved to a private room in the maternity ward that has a double bed in it so I can stay with her. We spend a long time just standing and staring at Mirabella after she’s been settled and is sleeping in the portable crib by the bedside. Eventually, we get into the bed together.

“I didn’t even know you owned a pair of pajamas,” Lita says with a laugh.

“I bought some as soon as we toured the hospital and I found out I could stay here with you,” I tell her.

I wrap my arms around Lita and listen to her quiet breathing. I can barely believe how many things have changed in my life since the night I met her. Today has been the most amazing day of my life. My love for Lita and Mirabella has only increased after what I witnessed today. It truly is a complete and utter miracle.

I’m determined to be a father that Mirabella can be proud of. Not because of my musical accomplishments, but because of who I am as a person. My reputation might have been terrible in the past, but I want Mirabella to see that her parents love each other and, more importantly, love her. I will never cheat on Lita because I don’t want to but also because that isn’t the example that I want to set for my baby girl.

I think about that night in Seattle when Lita confronted me about the way I treated women. I understand now why she was horrified, and why she didn’t want me to set that example for our bambina. I want to be a better person, for both of them. Lita’s silent as I think this through, and I squeeze her tightly.

“You’ve gone quiet, princess. Are you asleep?” I ask quietly.

“No, just thinking,” she tells me.

“About what?”

“You. Mirabella. Our lives together,” she tells me honestly.

“And what do you think about those things?”

“I think that I am the happiest I’ve ever been, and I’m glad I met you.”

It’s exactly how I feel and what I’ve been thinking about, too. I love Lita so much, and I truly had no idea before I met her that I could ever feel this happy. I smile as I speak my next words.

“Posso baciarti?”

“Sì.”

Epilogue

I’m lookingat a text from Heather, and I grin as I look at it.

For real. What was the whole thing about them making out?!

I laugh as I remember when we met Tatiana, Hayden’s new bodyguard. I can’t resist teasing Heather with my reply.

You’re not happy unless you’ve got gossip. Are you, lover?

Tatiana put Soggy Flake in his place when we went to Club Delirium, and Hayden basically spent the entire night drooling over her. It was certainly an interesting night.

Heather’s reply comes through as Lita appears from putting Mirabella down.

It’s not gossip if I’m right.

I look up and smile at Lita. Mirabella will be three weeks old on Monday. The guys and I are in full-blown rehearsals for the tour now, and we’re all ready for the first concert in Chicago next Sunday. Lita and Mirabella have been given the all-clear by Dr. Floyd to go on the tour, and I’ve organized VIP tickets for him and his family to come to our Chicago concert.

“How is she?” I ask Lita.

“She’s fine, sleeping like a baby.” Lita grins at me.

“Good to hear.”

Lita sits down on the sofa next to me and takes a deep breath, which she lets out slowly before saying, “Sebastian, I’ve decided to cash your check.”

“Really?” I raise my eyes at her. “I never thought you’d do that, but it’s your choice. What’s your plan, millionaire princess?”

“I want to donate the money to the hospital so that they can keep other babies alive like they did for Mirabella.”

My heart swells, and I smile at her, because that’s the perfect thing to do with the money. I should’ve thought of it myself. We owe everything to Dr. Floyd and the medical staff who took care of Lita during her pregnancy.

I smile at her. “That’s a brilliant idea; I totally agree. We can go to the bank on Monday and then to the hospital to give them the donation afterward.”

Lita leans over and kisses me. She settles into me, and her flowery scent invades my senses. It’s strange to believe I’m here now, but I am. My fiancée is with me, and my baby girl is safely sleeping upstairs. I’ve never been happier.

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