Page 16 of Moonlight With Maddox (Mountain Men Fall Harder #6)

M addox

It’s been three years and I’m more in love with my wife than ever. I’d started asking Leni to marry me that first Christmas we shared in Maple Ridge, but it wasn’t until our first anniversary that she popped the question to me. The answer? It was a no brainer.

“They have funnel cake!” Leni calls, over to me from one of the food trucks lining up and down Main Street.

Ever since Leni’s pictures came out about the Fall Festival, the crowds have only grown with each passing year.

“Here,” Leni says, walking over to me with a plate of fried dough covered in powdered sugar.

I take the plate from her hand.

“You got this for me?” I ask.

“No, silly,” she says, pulling out a plastic bib from her pocket. “I got this for you.”

I roll my eyes and try to hide my smile.

After that first Fall Festival together, when I breathed a little too hard around the bite of cake, she offered me and powdered sugar covered me like I was Tony Montana, she’s been teasing me every chance I get.

Leni wraps her arms around my neck to tie the bib on me.

“I think I will be okay this year,” I tell her.

She runs her hand down the bib and over my chest. “I just wanted to make sure you didn’t ruin your new sweater when I tell you the big news.”

“What’s that?”

“We’re pregnant.”

“What?!” I exhale so hard, that a plume of powder sugar blows into the air around us.

We both cough and I drop the cake.

“I didn’t expect that.” Leni half laughs, half chokes.

“Are you serious?” I ask, cradling her face in my hands.

“I wasn’t until this morning when the doctor called with my test results.”

My head is spinning, and it isn’t because of all the powdered sugar I’ve just inhaled.

“You’re going to be a mom,” I tell her.

She smiles. “And you a dad.”

I kiss her already sweet lips, that only taste sweeter with a thin layer of sugar on them. We weren’t planning this, but we weren’t careful enough to not expect this to happen.

“Are you happy?” Leni asks.

“So happy.”

There’s something so fitting about finding out about this next phase of our lives together at a Fall Festival in Maple Ridge. It’s the magic of the season, and tonight under the moonlight, we will celebrate all that is about to come.