“So.” I threaded my fingers between hers. “I was thinking that for our one year anniversary, we could go back to Venice and then Paris.”
“Really?” Nami smiled. “That would be wonderful. A few days in each city.”
I nodded. I looked down at our hands, our rings glinting in the dim light. “And maybe we could end the trip in Philadelphia. Have Halea bring Angelique to us.”
“Philadelphia?”
“Piper and Julien did invite us to their engagement party.”
“They did,” she said slowly. “Is that the only reason you want to go? And why you want our daughter with us?”
“No.” I shook my head. “You know that my parents and I have been writing for the last few months.”
“I do.”
I'd ignored them until Thanksgiving, then had taken Nami's advice and told them about the baby. Things had been tense, but slowly easing since then. I'd even spoken to them twice. Once at Christmas and then to tell them that Angelique had been born. Neither time had been as bad as I'd feared. I didn't ask about the business and they didn't volunteer. They were still at the house on Chestnut Hill and Rebecca had run off with some rich married man, but it had been Piper and Julien who'd told me that. I could tell they were trying to be careful, and though they never came out and apologized, I knew they wanted to make up for what had happened between us.
“I think, maybe it's time for my parents to meet my wife and daughter.” The words weren't as hard as I'd thought they'd be.
“I'd like that very much,” Nami said. She kissed my chin. “Now, I think we should take advantage of the fact that our angel is sleeping and go back to our bedroom.”
I grinned at her and kissed the tip of her nose. “You've got to give me a couple more minutes before I'll be any good to you.”
She rolled her eyes. “I meant to sleep. We haven't gotten much of that either lately.”
I bent my head and covered her mouth with mine. The kiss was deep and thorough, leaving us both gasping for air by the time I raised my head.
“You win,” she said. “More of that, then sleep.”
“Deal.”
As we stood, I glanced over at the cradle one more time. My daughter. My angel. I smiled. Maybe she did look a little like me after all. Nami squeezed my hand and I let her pull me through the adjoining door and into our bedroom. Even as the door closed behind us, I took her into my arms and walked us over to our bed. I planned on taking my time now. If Nami had her way, we'd have half a dozen kids in as many years and who knew how many opportunities we'd have for leisurely love-making.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
THE END
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