“My water breaking at the wedding. I was having a heart-to-heart with baby girl.”
Dawson cradled the sides of her belly, rubbing their child lovingly. “She’s my kid too. You might as well get ready to be embarrassed often.”
Olivia chuckled. Dawson certainly kept her on her toes, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. “She’ll probably be just like you—silly and playful.”
Leaning down to brush his nose against hers, Dawson whispered, “Remember the first wedding we went to at Silver Falls Ranch?”
It took a moment to remember, but everythingcame back to her in a rush. “We didn’t even go to that wedding together.”
“Yeah, but who’d you end up with at the end of the night?” Dawson flashed a devilish wink before sealing his lips with hers.
The woman who’d gone to that wedding had been heading down the wrong path. She’d pushed Dawson away fearing she couldn’t have children. Now, after years of prayer and patience, they were only a few weeks away from meeting the child they’d prayed for every step of the way.
Thankfully, she’d taken a chance and allowed her heart to love Dawson the way he deserved.
Hadley
Gage handed Hadley another tin can. “How many of these are we going to do?”
“All of them. I want everyone in Wyoming to hear them coming,” Hadley said as she tied the string through the hole in the bottom of the can.
“Do you really have to be out for blood? What they did to us wasn’t that bad.”
Hadley lowered her hands to her lap and glared at her husband. “We drove halfway to Montana before I realized she’d written ‘The mail-order bride finally arrived’ on my side of the car!”
Gage shrugged. “I thought it was funny.”
“We should write something about him kidnapping his bride on the side of the car,” Hadley said. Abunch of people had gotten a good laugh at her on her wedding day, and now it was Lauren’s turn.
“We are not doing that. Anna would give us a lecture, and Beau wouldn’t talk to me for a week.”
Hadley pointed to the can in Gage’s hand. “Poke a hole in that. I thought Beau didn’t talk that much, anyway.”
“He doesn’t, but it makes working with him hard when he’s extra moody. It’s like a megaphone for everything he’s not saying. Don’t you need to get ready? The wedding starts in less than an hour.”
Hadley quickly tied the last knot. “It won’t take me long to put on a dress. Can you believe we’ve been married for six months already?”
Gage handed her the last can and pressed a kiss to her cheek as he stood. “Best six months of my life. I’m getting in the shower, but don’t hesitate to call if you need help with your dress.”
“Yeah. Yeah. I know what that means. I can get ready in twenty minutes, but not with yourhelp. I still have to tie these to the car.”
Gage took the string of cans from her, and metallic clanging filled the room as they fell to the floor. “I could think of a much better way to spend the next hour.”
Hadley slid her arms around him as he pulled her in. “Tempting. Love or revenge?”
He pressed a kiss to her jaw. “Didn’t we say we were going to start working on our big family when we’d been married for six months?”
Hadley gasped, jerking back to look at him. “We did say that! Are we really doing this? You’re sure?”
The short scruff of his beard rubbed against the sensitive skin of her neck. “I told you I’d be happy to have a bunch of kids running around. I meant it. Well, as long as they get more from you than me.”
“Oh, so you’re okay with a herd of kids who may or may not gang up and prank you?”
Gage lifted his head and leveled her with a piercing stare. “You wouldn’t.”
She slid her hands up his chest and over his shoulders. “I can’t make any promises.”
Gage pulled her closer, stealing her breath as he whispered in her ear. “I can make promises. I promise to love you forever, sunshine.”
