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Freyja was also the luckiest little girl because she had a whole horde of honorary aunts and uncles who were already spoiling the crap out of her. Her two uncle Nicks were so smitten by her. Nicholas couldn’t believe that his two best friends were actually baby-obsessed and when they held Freyja for the first time, they didn’t want to put her down.
We were one big happy family.
Nicholas came into the living room, where I had been resting on the couch. He was humming a lullaby as he gently rocked Freyja in his arms.
“Daddy’s going to buy you a Super Bowl ring…” he sang and I let out a snort-laugh.
Hearing me, he looked at me and that’s when I took him in. My man was a hot DILF. Looking at him now, I wanted to say “fuck it” to the six weeks no-sex-after-birth rule and let the man knock me up again. He was barefoot in grey sweat pants, bare chested, with his signature backwards baseball cap on as he swaddled Freyja to his chest.
“See something you like?” he teased me.
“Yeah,” I admitted. “Was thinking how maybe we should just give Freyja a sibling.”
His face dropped. “Don’t even joke with me. You know I’m dying to.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at his earnestness.
Nicholas settled himself next to me on the couch with Freyja sound asleep against his chest. “So babe?”
I looked from Freyja’s perfect little face to him. “Yeah?” I hummed in response.
“I have a secret I’ve been keeping from you and a question to ask you.”
“Nicholas,” I admonished him. “You promised me, no more secrets.”
“I know. And this is a good one. Or I hope you’ll think so.”
I gave him a side eye and let out a heavy sigh, because my head was spinning with the possibilities of what the hell he had now done.
“Can you grab my laptop right there?” He asked and gestured to his laptop on the coffee table.
I grabbed it and flipped it open then looked at him. “Do you want to put her down while you confess your latest round of secrets?”
“Nope,” he quickly responded. “You won’t inflict bodily harm if this doesn’t go my way if I’m holding baby bean.” And then the fucker grinned at me.
I just rolled my eyes.
“Open the last tab there,” he said and gestured to one of the tabs in his web browser.
It opened to the website I’d visited last summer, after my workshop filled up right away. The organization that booked all the spots was Raven’s Whisper. When Nicholas had explained to me all those months ago about how and when he had booked all the available workshop spots, he had told me that Raven’s Whisper was one of his LLCs. And that had been the end of that conversation.
A throw-away of sorts, because it was just a company he had and so he’d used it so I wouldn’t see his name and connect the dots.
We had already discussed this and it was a non-issue.
One of the websites I’d found last summer when I Googled Raven’s Whisper was this website that I was now looking at. But when I made that Google search, I wasn’t sure if any of the pages that Google presented me with were fortheRaven’s Whisper that I was searching for. So it had all been forgotten.
Until now.
The site was just as I remembered it. A black screen with a logo for “Raven’s Whisper” was there along with the words “Once she’s ready, all will be revealed.”
I looked to Nicholas, “Umm, what’s this?”
“Hit refresh, baby.”
With a shaky hand, I hit the refresh button. The website re-loaded and this time a pop-up came up with a question. “Will you give me forever?”
I looked at Nicholas again, who very carefully unveiled Freyja’s hand from underneath her blanket. Glimmering from her little perfect finger was a beautiful, sparkling diamond ring.
