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That’s going to be us.

Squeezing her cheeks, I lean in and plant my lips to hers in a soft, delicate, and longing kiss. Fuck. I can’t believe it. We’re going to be parents. Breaking the kiss, my hand rubs over her stomach where our baby is growing…our baby. That feels so surreal to say.

“I love you, little one,” I coo to her stomach, bending down, my lips brush against her skin, and I kiss her stomach multiple times. “I’m going to be the best fucking dad ever, I promise you that now.”

“You’re going to be the most amazing dad.”

I grin, my eyes unleashing more tears. “You think so?”

“I know so.”

“You’re going to be the most amazing mom too,” I delicately rub my hand over her stomach. “This baby is going to be incredibly lucky to have you as a mom.”

“We’re going to be parents…” she laughs, tears streaming down her face.

“I fucking love you Mrs. Montgomery.” Standing up, I grip her hips softly and lift her into the air, twirling us around, making her giggle.

“And I love you too, Mr. Montgomery.”

This is all I’ve ever wanted in life, a family—and because of my gorgeous wife, I’m getting one.

And as I told her once before, I never felt like I had a home…but with her, she was my home.She is my home. And now we’ve got a baby on the way, that home is growing, and that’s all I could’ve wished for in life.

And to the little boy who’d sit alone in bed at night, his heart wishing, dreaming, and praying for a family—for a home, and for love….

We did it, buddy.

The End.