Aurora Rose Reynolds

It shouldn’t matter, but I fucking hate that she keeps taking her eyes from me.

“Did you need something else? Flour, sugar, my firstborn child?”

“You are so strange,” he informs me

“Are you okay?” Hell, no, my dog almost killed me trying to get to the man she’s obviously in love with.

His eyes meet mine, and he shakes his head. “I don’t know what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, but know this—you run and I will find you.”

“You are safe with me, Sophie.” His fingers run along my jaw. “We are going to explore this thing between us. We are going to take it as slowly as you need, but you are not going to push me away. It’s not going to work. You push me, and I will push back.”

“No, Sophie, I’m not going to stop. I need you with me, but in order for that to happen, I need you to want us as much as I do. I need you to stop letting your fears run you.”

“I’m almost there, baby.”

“Okay,” she says quietly, and I want to fucking scream because I can hear the fear in her voice. She’s been so good—no freak-outs, no worries. She’s settled in and started coming around…and now this.

“Talk to me, baby,” I say soothingly.

“About what?”

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

I pull my arm free from the nurse and go to her.

“Hey, baby.” I bend down, breathing her in.

“You’re here,” she croaks out.

“Nowhere else I would want to be.”

“All right, Mr. and Mrs. Mayson. Are you guys ready to have some babies?”

She laughs, and hearing her beautiful laughter for the first time, I know I want to hear it every day for the rest of my life.

“Get dressed and come right back out to me. It’s going to be all okay, sweetheart.”

“Cobi.”

“I promise you, baby, it’s going to be okay.” I bend my head down and kiss her wobbling bottom lip then pull back to look into her eyes once more. “Do what I asked and come back to me.”