“I haven’t decided on a dress design yet,” Reese told the women. “There’s just so many options, and they’re all beautiful.”

“You’ll know when you see that right design,” Anna told her. “It will just feel like…you.”

“I hope so,” Reese answered. “It has to be made in a pretty short period of time.”

My mother looked at me as she said, “When my sons find the right woman, they’re impatient for that wedding. I never thought I’d see Devon this eager to get married. He could have given you a little more time.”

Reese shook her head. “I’m good with it. I really don’t want to get married in the middle of a Montana winter. We’re already going to need outdoor heaters for every area we’re using.”

“It’s going to be a lovely wedding,” Mom said enthusiastically. “Although that will mean I won’t have any more kids to nag about getting married.”

“Thank God,” Kaleb said in a relieved voice. “But I doubt that will stop you from nagging us about producing more grandchildren.”

My mother smiled at him sweetly. “Not a chance. I’ll be content for a little while with my new granddaughter, but I’m going to keep hoping for more. Especially from my oldest son. You’re not getting any younger Kaleb, and neither am I.”

Anna snickered from her place beside Kaleb, and her husband shot my mother an exasperated look.

“Anna and I haven’t been married that long,” Kaleb grumbled.

“You were married before Tanner,” she reminded her eldest son.

Kaleb folded his arms across his chest and stubbornly stayed silent.

He already knew better than to try to argue with our mother.

I already knew his situation because we’d talked about it more than once lately.

I knew that Kaleb wanted to have a child and so did Anna, but he wasn’t going to crush under our mother’s pressure to make it happen any faster.

Anna still traveled a lot because she was an international pop star, and they were waiting until Anna could scale the travel and appearances back a little at a time.

They’d decide when it was the right time, and it wasn’t going to happen any sooner because my mother thought it should.

The room got eerily quiet for an instant as everyone spotted Tanner coming toward the waiting room.

I grinned when I noticed that he was carrying his child in his arms.

It was over.

“She’s here,” Joy and my mother squealed simultaneously.

Everyone was on their feet by the time Tanner carried his daughter into the waiting room.

“Hannah’s fine,” he announced. “Everyone, meet Winter Elizabeth Remington, my new daughter.”

The extra ten years I’d seen on Tanner’s face earlier had entirely vanished.

Now, he was grinning like a man who had never gone through an exhausting twenty-hour delivery.

It wasn’t difficult to see that he was already completely in love with his new daughter.

Tanner was looking at Winter with complete and utter adoration.

I stood back a little and let my mother and Joy get their first glimpse of their new grandchild.

“She’s beautiful,” Reese said as she held my hand tightly.

I took a closer look. “She’s wrinkled and red,” I observed.