Page 127 of Wilde Flame

Tell her I loved her.

She looked back at the monitor, so I did as well. The head appeared, and the doctor began taking measurements and pictures.

“This little one is really moving around in there,” Dr. Lawrence said with a soft laugh.

Lilibeth gasped when a little foot appeared on the screen. Her hand covered her mouth to stifle a sob. I squeezed her other hand and wiped a tear from my cheek with my free hand.

The baby’s profile appeared, with one little arm up to their mouth.

“Looks like baby might be trying to figure out how to suck his or her thumb.”

“That’s amazing,” I whispered, as I leaned in closer to look. “What is all of that?” I asked, as things started to appear on the screen that were unrecognizable. “Is that the umbilical cord?”

“It is. Good eye, Caden.” Turning to look at us, she asked, “Do we want to know if it’s a boy or a girl?”

Lilibeth nodded and wiped more tears away. “Yes. We’d like to know.”

She moved the transducer around a bit on her stomach, paused the screen and smiled. Lilibeth squeezed my hand, and I realized I was holding my breath.

Dr. Lawrence started to type.

It’s a girl.

Another sob slipped free from Lilibeth.

“It’s a girl?” I asked, as I read the sentence over and over. “We’re having a girl!”

Dr. Lawrence smiled. “It’s a girl.”

Now I couldn’t stop myself. I bent down and kissed Lilibeth. “We’re having a little girl.”

She nodded as tears fell down the sides of her cheeks. “I knew it was a girl. I just knew it!”

“Let’s listen to the baby’s heartbeat.”

The room suddenly filled with the sounds of our child’s beating heart. I let go of Lilibeth’s hands and stumbled back to drop into a seat.

I stared at the monitor. “A girl.”

Instantly, a movie played in my head of a little girl with curly light-brown hair, her braids woven with flowers, playing in the front yard, Lilibeth chasing after her.

“Heartbeat is perfect at one sixty-one. All looks amazing.”

The next thing I knew, I was helping Lilibeth into the truck as she clutched the pictures and digital copy of the entire sonogram. She leaned her head back against the seat, a smile on her beautiful face.

I pulled out of the lot, and it wasn’t two minutes later that I heard snoring. I looked over at Lilibeth, passed out, her lips hanging open and a bit of drool coming out of the side of her mouth.

I chuckled and focused back on the road.

There was no doubt in my mind—I was head over heels in love with Lilibeth Asher.

Lilibeth

The sound of the bedroom door opening caused me to lift my head from the bed.

“What are you doing?” Caden asked, moving into the room with that sexy-as-hell smirk on his face.

“I can’t sleep.”