Theywere worth it.
And there she was…
As I emerged from the door, the door I’d only seen once in eight months, I saw her.
She stood by her car waiting for me. Pregnancy was a good look on her, and she’d grown even bigger than the last time I saw her.
Beautiful, my goddess.
She moved to me at the same time I moved to her. I wanted to pick her up and hug her hard, but I settled for the contact I got from holding her and our precious baby between us.
“Luc, you did it.” Tears ran down her cheeks.
I didn’t care what I looked like, but I started crying too. “I did. I promise you this will never happen to us again. I swear it.”
“I know. I know.”
I cupped her face, then lowered to my knees to kiss her stomach. “Thank you for waiting for me.”
“As if I wouldn’t. I love you, Lucian Morientz.”
I couldn’t have felt more awe at her heartfelt words. “I love you too, and I am going to spend the rest of my life making you happy.”
“Thank you. That works, because I plan to do the same thing to you.”
“You don’t have to do anything.”
“Well, it’s too late. I already went shopping and bought you a bonsai tree.”
I laughed. “Really?”
“Hmmm mmmm. It needs butterflies though,” she giggled.
“Okay, goddess, anything else we need?”
“Just each other.”
That sounded like everything I could ever want.
Epilogue
Luc
Two years later
“You know, I don’t know how you do it.” Maurice eyed Sinclaire dangerously.
I’d caught him watching Sinclaire full of suspicion all afternoon. The same way he did whenever he saw him.
He was doing the same thing now as my boy, Raphael, chased Sinclaire around the rose bush. I chuckled at the spectacle. Raphael could barely run on his little legs, but Sinclaire pretended to look terrified.
Claudius, Maurice, and I had been sitting on the terrace for the last hour watching them.
Amelia was out teaching her weekend ballet class.
This was something we did regularly and definitely when Sinclaire came to visit. We’d have drinks and watch the baby try to catch him.
“How do I do what?” I asked, knowing what he meant but just messing with him.
