Page 69 of Saved by my Baby Daddy Spy
Although, they say that things happen for a reason.
Back then, I wouldn’t have been even close to the man Hannah needs. I’m still not, but I’m trying.
For her, I’ll try anything.
“You look like you’re thinking too hard,” Hannah says as she makes her way back to me. She loops her arms around my waist and hugs me tight. “What are you thinking about right now?”
“I missed a lot of Kerri’s life. I wish that I could have been there with both of you. I hate that I wasn’t. I know I’m going to do everything I can to be there for you now, but it’s not the same. It feels like there is this massive hole in the middle of my heart.”
Hannah looks up at me, her eyes shining as she holds back tears. “Holden, it’s fine. You would have been there if you had known what was going on. And you have been there for both of us when we needed you the most.”
I shrug and rub one hand up and down her back. “I know. It’s just something that I think about a little too much sometimes.”
“And you’re here now.” She stands on her toes to kiss my cheek. “That’s all that matters.”
I watch Kerri pick up a rock and tuck it into the pocket of her little shorts. “I know.”
Hannah lets go of me, walking beside me as we follow our daughter. “You know, one day I do want to have more kids. I’ve never wanted Kerri to be an only child. I had so much fun growing up with my sister, even when we fought. I want that for her.”
I smile and kiss her temple. “Growing our family with you sounds incredible. I loved having siblings too.”
Hannah kisses me again before taking off after Kerri, making monster noises. Kerri squeals and takes off running, shrieking with laughter as she tries to dodge her.
As I watch them, I know that I’m done being a spy. I love the way my life is now, and I’m going to spend every single day making the most of it.
I have everything I need in front of me, and I don’t want to miss out on a single moment of being with my girls ever again.
Epilogue
Hannah
SixMonthsLater
“Everything is going to crash and burn. I had no business writing a novel that quickly and publishing it. Maybe if I’m lucky, the entire building will catch on fire and then I won’t have to go in there and face everyone who is going to say my book sucks.”
Holden raises an eyebrow and shakes his head. “Hannah, everything is going to be fine. I read your book, and it was amazing. My brother and sisters read your book too, and they loved it. Hell, Hampton can’t stop raving about the book. He tells everybody he sees that you wrote another book.”
I look out the window of the limo, fiddling with the hem of the dark floral dress I’m wearing. Book signings never get any easier, no matter how many books I’ve published. I’m terrified to stand in front of the crowd and have people tell me what they think about my book.
It’s surreal to listen to.
“Hannah, the building is not going to burn down before you get there. Stop looking hopeful.”
I give Holden a sheepish smile as I focus on him. “I know that it’s not going to, and I don’t really want it to. Everything just feels like a lot right now.”
“What else is on your mind?” He puts his hand on my thigh, his fingers slipping just beneath my dress.
It’s hard to focus on anything other than the feeling of his fingers on my skin. “Well, a major production company bought the rights to them. I will be involved in the writing and production, since it’s my first book to be adapted to a movie.”
Holden’s hand climbs higher, his fingers brushing against the satin material covering my core. “And why is that stressing you out? They’ll either give you what you want or they won’t, but either way, I’m incredibly proud of you.”
My heart skips a beat as he shoves the material to the side. “You’re making it incredibly hard to concentrate right now. You’re lucky the partition is up so the driver can’t hear us.”
Holden chuckles, his thumb pressing against the little bundle of nerves while his fingers slip inside my core. I’m already soaked and aching for him, desperate for the high I get whenever I’m with him.
“Hannah, focus. Why is the potential movie deal stressing you out?”
“Because it’s a lot.” I tilt my head back against the seat, moaning as he crooks his fingers right against the spot that drives me insane. My mind is foggy as I try to focus on his question. “I don’t know how I’m going to manage it all.”
