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As soon as Connor disappears down the hallway, I step toward Cassidy. Curling my fingers around her hand, I tug her up gently. She barely has time to react before I wrap my arms around her and pull her close. She’s soft, warm, and smells like vanilla. I don’t know how I got so lucky.

I kiss my wife, slow and deep. I take my time and let her know exactly what she means to me without saying a damn word. She melts against me and I swear, I could live in this moment forever.

When we finally pull apart, she looks up at me, her eyes shining with that mischievous glint that always means trouble. But just as I’m thinking about all the ways I plan to end this night, Cassidy leans in. Her voice is low and teasing against my ear.

“I have a present for you, too.”

I arch a brow. “I hope it’s in the bedroom.”

She smirks. “Well… that’s how we gothere.”

Then, Cassidy takes my hand and presses it low, settling it against her stomach. My breath catches in my chest as realization dawns. The room tilts slightly.

“It’s going to take about nine months to get here,” she whispers.

My brain stalls. My heart slams against my ribs. I open my mouth, but the words are gone. “Are you?” I finally manage, voice rough.

She nods, and just like that, my entire world shifts. “We’re having a baby.”