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“How is pappa bear?” My wife’s voice reached me. I pulled her with my free hand over and pressed a kiss onto her forehead. She must have given the baby back to Margaret.

“More important question is how is mamma bear?” I asked her back.

Áine’s fingers brushed over Francesca’s cheek, her touch featherlight. “I can’t wait until our baby comes,” she murmured softly. “We have the best family waiting for him.”

“Him, huh?” I teased. My wife was certain we were having a boy.

“Yep, him.” Her shining ocean pools met my gaze. Nothing measured to seeing her happy. It was the best drug a husband could get. “And then we’ll have a girl. Maybe a few more boys.”

I grinned. “How many kids are we planning on?”

“I was thinking like four, maybe five,” she mused, teasing. “We’ll have to beat Bianca’s score.”

I followed her eyes to see Nico and Bianca sneaking away, my brother-in-law's hand already on my sister’s ass. I didn’t even want to guess where they were heading or what they planned to do.

I chuckled. “I’m up for a challenge. Though, we’ll have to ask her to play fair and stop producing twins.”

My wife’s soft laugh rang out and I couldn’t resist leaning towards her, nipping her earlobe.

“I love you so goddamn much, Vita Mia.” I never tired of saying those words. “My butterfly. Until the day I take my last breath and red roses cover my grave, I’ll be yours.”

“And I love you, Cassio Hunter King,” she whispered softly. “Not a single day goes by without me thanking all the saints for bringing you to me and making you mine. We will have each other in life and death. Because there is nowhere you will go that I won’t follow.You are a man worth loving, and I am the lucky one here.”

Fuck! The words my wife could speak could bring me to my knees.

“Together,” we both whispered, our foreheads connected. “Forever.”