Page 64 of My Cowboy Temptation

He looks down now and rests his hand over my belly, his hand heavy and warm, and I can’t get enough as I lean toward him. “I can’t quite believe how lucky I am. I have you and this new life. I’m afraid I’m going to wake up and find out it’s a dream.”

“It is a dream. But one we’re both going to enjoy every day for the rest of our lives. My life preferably since there’s no way I could live a day without you.”

He looks up again and meets my eyes. “Same, brat. Same.”

Suddenly, there’s a strange flurry in my belly. I hold my breath, wondering if it’s the fluttering of proverbial butterflies from Brody’s touch. When it happens again, in tempo with the monitor next to us, which allows us to hear the pace of the baby’s heartbeat increase, another possibility occurs to me.

I look up and meet Brody’s eyes. “Did you feel that? I think that’s the baby.”

“You can feel the baby? Now?” He lifts his other hand and places it on my belly, and we wait breathlessly for the flurry to return.

When it does, I laugh as tears slip from my face. “You can’t feel it?

“I wish I could.” He looks back to the monitor. “You can feel it?”

I place my hands over his. “First time. But I’m sure it’s only the first of many.”

Brody grins, his eyes bright and shiny again. My big, gruff cowboy is fighting tears. “I love you, Brody.”

“I love you too, brat.” Then with his hand still on my belly, he leans across the space and pushes his lips to mine, soft and loving and tender, and it’s the perfect kiss for this perfect moment.

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