Page 123 of Accidental Blind Date

“You don’t have to give me anything,” I say. “I already have everything I could ever want. Right now. Right here. With you and the girls.”

I lean in to kiss her again, but Libby’s words stop me. “I’m pregnant.”

This time I am the one who is speechless. My hands instinctively go to her stomach, and my eyes follow.

“You’re…”

She nods, laughing and crying at the same time.

“Do the girls know?” I ask. But when I look over at them, giggling and smiling I realize they do.

“Are you happy?” Libby asks.

“Are you kidding? Nothing could make me happier,” I answer, and my mouth covers hers.

The girls laugh and squeal and dance around, but everything fades.

Everything except this woman who has turned my world upside down, knocked it off its axis and made it all right again.

For the first time in a very long time, things feel right.

Things feel whole and good and as I look around at the brightly colored shelves and abstract art and old floors, I realize I wouldn’t change a thing.

It’s vibrant and beautiful and everything I could ever want.