Page 64 of Patch's Bride
His fingers tighten gently against my skin. “I love you, Beth. And I can’t wait to see our child come into the world.”
“I feel the same way. I hope we don’t end up with twins or anything like that.”
“The sonogram only showed one baby,” he reminds me. “It’s too early to tell if it’s a boy or girl.”
“As long as the baby’ healthy and happy, I don’t care. I’ll love them just the same.”
Patch sighs in that way he sometimes does when he’s contented. As we drift to sleep wrapped in each other’s arms, I realize several things at once.
This is all I’ve ever wanted in the world. Wearing Patch’s ring, finding a place in his heart, and making a family with him. I may be young and inexperienced with men, but I know all the way down to my bones that nothing could be better than what Patch and I have together. I went from experiencing the worst life had to offer when my mother passed away to having a wonderful new life with the only man I’ve ever truly cared about. And that makes me the luckiest woman in the world.
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