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I grinned. “Good. I love that we have these secrets.”

“Me too. And I love you,” she said, putting her head on my shoulder.

“I love you more.”

“No, Doctor Grant, I love you more.”

“Do you want to watch the sunset together later, Mrs. Grant?” I asked.

She turned her head toward me. “Weren’t you going to watch that soccer game with Justin? England versus I can’t remember who?”

I shook my head. “I changed my mind. England will play another game on another day. There’s no place I’d rather be than right here in Old Pine Cove with my wife nestled in my arms.”

She squeezed me tight against her, and I closed my eyes while a tear of happiness made its way down my cheek.

It was a dream come true that I got to spend the rest of my life with this amazing woman who was now lovingly carrying our children. Having her in my life was a real treat.

I smiled, a feeling of pure joy rushing through me. I was, without a doubt, the luckiest man alive.

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