Initially, she’d worried about Andrew and how he would handle her relationship with Talbot. But Andrew had been surprisingly accepting of Talbot in his mother’s life, and Erica in his father’s.
He shared a true father-son relationship with Richard, but enjoyed a closeness with Talbot, as well. She’d heard Andrew boasting to his friends that he was really lucky. He had the best dad and the best stepdad.
Elizabeth’s diamond ring caught a shaft of sunlight and sparkled brightly. While Richard and Erica had enjoyed a huge wedding with all the trimmings, a month later Elizabeth and Talbot had gotten married in a small, simple ceremony.
She had been Mrs. Talbot McCarthy for eight months—the happiest months of her life. And the happiness had only increased when three months after the wedding she found out she was pregnant.
Andrew was thrilled at the prospect of not one, but two siblings soon to arrive. He intended to be the best big brother in the whole wide world.
She smiled as the guys finished their game of catch and approached the picnic table where she and Erica sat. “Did you guys work up a healthy appetite?”
Talbot sat next to her, looking disheveled from his earlier exertions. “I think I worked up a healthy case of exhaustion.” He caught his breath and grinned at her. “That kid has some arm on him.”
“Yeah, but I need to practice batting,” Andrew replied as he grabbed a handful of chips from the opened bag.
“We’ll do a little batting practice after we cook the hamburgers,” Richard said. He grabbed the platter of patties and smiled at his son. “You gonna help me cook these?”
“Okay,” Andrew replied.
“I’ll come with you,” Erica said. A moment later the three of them walked the short distance to the grill.
Talbot took the opportunity to kiss his wife. “How are you doing? You feel all right?” He placed the palm of his hand against the swell of her stomach. “Hello in there. Everything okay?”
Elizabeth laughed and covered his hand with hers. “We’re both doing fine. And we’ve never been happier.”
He smiled the sexy smile that fired a flame inside her. “You’ve never looked prettier. You positively glow. I’ve always heard women do that when they’re pregnant.”
Elizabeth smiled at him. “That’s not a pregnancy glow. It’s a love glow.”
“I love you, too.” He leaned forward and kissed her again, gently, softly. “You are the best thing that ever happened to me,” he said when the kiss ended.
“I feel the same way.”
For a moment they sat side by side, watching Richard, Erica and Andrew cooking the hamburgers and laughing together.
“He’s a different man than he was a year ago,” Talbot said softly.
Elizabeth smiled at her husband. “We’re all different than we were a year ago.” She knew she was. Being married to Talbot had opened a new world of sharing as she’d never shared before, and that sharing had created a wonderful, special bond with the man she loved.
“Will you be disappointed if this baby is a girl?” she asked.
He eyed her in surprise. “Why would I be disappointed? I’d love a little girl just like her mother, with butterscotch hair and bright blue eyes.”
“And what happens if she has bright blue hair and butterscotch eyes?” Elizabeth teased.
“I don’t care if she has purple hair and orange eyes. I’m going to love her as I do you—with all my heart.”
Tears sprang to her eyes, tears of joy. She was so incredibly lucky. Her life was filled to the brim with happiness. Her hand reached for his and she smiled as his fingers curled around hers.
She had a sister-in-law who was sweet and kind, an ex-husband who was one of her best friends, a son who was well-adjusted and bright, and Talbot—the man who made her heart sing with passion and laughter and love.
ISBN: 978-1-4268-8370-5
LOST IN HIS ARMS
Copyright © 2001 by Carla Bracale
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