by Bella Scott
All at once, Rose let out a loud moan as she tightened around him. Luke followed her over the edge, and he paused, trying desperately to catch his breath.
She sighed softly. “You never asked why I didn’t want the wine.”
Luke pulled back just enough to take in the sight of her beautiful face. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were parted as she fought to catch her breath. “Why didn’t you?”
She held his gaze, and slowly, a smile broke over her lips. “Take a guess,” she said.
A few seconds passed in silence apart from their breathing, and a thought clicked into place in his mind. He blinked. The last time she’d avoided alcohol completely…
“You’re… are you…?”
“We’re going to have to find a fun way to tell Eden she’s going to be a big sister.”
All at once, Luke’s eyes stung with tears, and he dropped down beside Rose and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. His little family was already perfect—the love of his life and a daughter he adored. But he couldn’t express how delighted he was by this news. He held Rose close, as he knew he would for the rest of his life. “I love you so much,” he whispered.