Zach’s arms wrap around his new wife, and Trent looks off at Grace, who is dancing with Cooper. Oh, Trent. How badly you screwed yourself.
“Can I buy you a drink?” Wyatt says playfully, already turning to the bartender.
Well, no moment like the present. “I’ll take a Sprite.”
“One—” He looks back at me as if I’ve lost my mind. “Sprite?”
I shrug. “I don’t think I should be drinking.”
He studies me closer. “And why not?”
I can’t stop the smile. “Because it’s not good for the baby.”
Presley starts to squeal, but Wyatt doesn’t move a muscle.
“Baby?”
“Baby.”
Then his arms are around me, and he’s hoisting me in the air. “We’re going to have a baby?” His lips press against mine as he protects me in his embrace. I can’t help thinking how different this announcement is. There’s joy and celebration. No accusations or wondering what we’re going to do. He pulls back from the kiss and slowly lowers me to my feet.
“We are. And there’s nothing more I want than what I have right now. You give me that.”
Wyatt kisses me again. “No, baby. You’re who’s given it to me.”
I won’t argue with him. Either way, we’ve both come out on top. I never knew that I could love so hard and so deeply, but here I am. Happy as could be.
I have everything I ever wanted.
THE END