DARE TO REMEMBER
Page 22
"We did."
"You said you liked the spot I picked. You'd rather move closer to the water, right?"
"The spot is fine." She kissed his cheek. "Anywhere is fine as long as we're together."
"Then what?" He draped an arm around her and turned his attention to the plans.
"I want to add another room."
"Another room? You're not planning to invite your mom to live with us? I like Marilee, but—"
"No, silly." Devon laughed, tapping a spot on the blueprint. "I think … here."
He glanced down, then back at her, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Well, if it's on the other side of the house, I guess I can live with her."
"It's not for Mom," she said with fond exasperation. "It's for a nursery."
"Oh, a nursery." He froze, then his gaze shot to her stomach. "A nursery? Are you—are we—what's going on?"
"We're going to have a baby." Her voice drifted softly over him and she took his hand, placing it on her still-taut abdomen.
"A baby?" Mace swallowed hard, swamped by feelings of love and power and a sudden panic. "I don't know anything about babies."
"You know how to make one with love," she said softly. "That's the most important thing. We'll learn the rest together."
He looked into her eyes and saw a clear certainty reflected in the silver depths. No more fear, no more doubts. This was her way of telling him that she trusted in their future, trusted in whatever time they had together.
Mace felt suddenly humbled and a little frightened. He framed her face with his hands and pressed a gentle kiss on her lips. "How'd I get so lucky?"
"You gave me a second chance. I'm the lucky one."
"Well, who am I to argue?" He grinned, and she looped her arms around his neck, meeting his lips in a slow, wet kiss.
They'd been too close to goodbye. Now they'd both come home. Forever.
* * * *