I don’t want to say it yet, but I think…we are expecting a baby.
“Do you see this black dot here?” Hayes asks, pointing at the monitor with a stylus. “That’s a gestational sac. It’s too early to see more than that but…”
“We’re pregnant,” I state.
He nods looking at us expectantly as if we’re missing something else.
Sophia gasps and mumbles, “There are two black dots.”
Blaire grins, “There are!”
My heart beats fast as I listen to them speak.
“They are about two and a half millimeters each, I’m saying they are four weeks along,” Blaire concludes. “We can call them baby a and baby b.”
“Two?” I ask, staring at what they called sacs. There are two tiny dark circles. “Our babies.”
“Our babies,” Sophia repeats, tears running down her cheeks. “We’re…we’re four now.”
“I love you,” I whisper in Sophia’s ear.
I kiss away her tears, and then lean to kiss her abdomen. “I love you too, little ones.”
Blaire and Hayes leave the room and after Sophia is dressed, I take her in my arms. “When I think it can’t be possible to love you more or be happier, you manage to prove me wrong.”
“Love you just as much,” she says. “I can’t think of anyone better than you to raise these little ones.”
Some days I still can’t believe I flipped my life upside down and risked changing for her. Not because she’s not worth it, but because I never dared to see beyond what I owned and who I thought I had to be. She injected me with enough courage to believe that we could be happy. I don’t know why my father wanted me to live in this town, but today I’m thankful that he was an asshole who couldn’t leave enough alone.
Thanks to him, I found my miracle.
My miracles, I repeat inside my head holding my entire life in my arms.
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About the Author
Claudia is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author. She writes alluring, thrilling stories about complicated women and the men who take their breath away. She lives in Denver, Colorado with her husband and her youngest two children. She has a sweet Bichon, Macey, who thinks she’s the ruler of the house. She’s only partially right. When Claudia is not writing, you can find her reading, knitting, or just hanging out with her family. At night, she likes to binge-watch shows with her equally geeky husband.
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Also By Claudia Burgoa
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Loved You Once
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Defying Our Forever
Call You Mine
As We Are
Yours to Keep
Against All Odds Series
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Didn’t Expect You
Standalones
Us After You
Almost Perfect
Once Upon a Holiday
Someday, Somehow
Chasing Fireflies
Something Like Hate
Then He Happened
Maybe Later
My One Despair
My One Regret
Found
Fervent
Flawed
Until I Fall
Finding My Reason
Christmas in Kentbury
Chaotic Love Duet
Begin with You
Back to You
Unexpected Series
Uncharted
Uncut
Undefeated
Unlike Any Other
Decker the Halls
Choose Me
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Dedication
To Matty,
I’m so glad you chose to marry the loud, cackling Italian girl with fluffy hair. Otherwise, this thing called life would be pretty damn boring.
P.S. I still love you more.
A,
You’re my favorite girl in the whole wide world and universe. Also, your use of sarcasm at age five is stellar and impresses me to no end. Keep making me proud, lovebug.
PLAYLIST
“Everglow” by Coldplay
“Stone” by Alessia Cara
“Mary’s Song” by Taylor Swift
“Army” by Ellie Goulding
“Just the Way You Are” by Bruno Mars
“In Case You Didn’t Know” by Brett Young
“Adore You” by Miley Cyrus
“Too Much To Ask” by Niall Horan
“Falling In Love With My Best Friend” by Matt White
“White Flag” by Dido
“1,000 Times” by Sara Bareilles
“All You Never Say” by Birdy
“Lucky” by Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillet
“You’ll Never Know” by Mindy McCready
“Falling for You” by The 1975
“Fix You” by Coldplay
“Lips on You” by Maroon 5
“Tin Man” by Miranda Lambert
“Let Me Let Go” by Faith Hill
“Here Without You” by 3 Doors Down
“I Love You” by Sarah McLachlan
“Her World or Mine” by Michael Ray
“Best Friend” by Jason Chen
“The House That Built Me” by Miranda Lambert
“This Is It” by Scotty McCreery
“Speechless” by Dan + Shay
“You Are The Best Thing” by Ray LaMontagne
Prologue
HOLLIS
Fairhope, Alabama
I tug at the tie strangling me. Or it could be anxiety’s invisible grip tightening around my throat.
Dammit, what the hell was I thinking? I can’t do this. I rake a hand through my hair, not giving two shits that I’m mussing it.
Just a few minutes ago, I sneaked into her childhood bedroom to see her—to have one final moment with just the two of us. She looked so goddamn beautiful. The veil cascading down her back from her sparkly headband. That dress made her look like one of those princesses she used to talk about when we were younger.