Page 19 of The Mountain Man’s Curvy Bride (Mountain Man Sanctuary #3)

DAISY

It’s a year later, and life has never been sweeter.

I wake each morning to the smell of pine drifting through our open bedroom window, and Wes’s arms wrapped securely around me.

His hand rests gently over my growing belly, as if he can’t help but reach for the little life we created together even in his sleep.

I slip from the bed and pad barefoot into the kitchen, a happy sigh escaping me as I run my hand over my stomach. The baby gives a small kick, and my heart swells with joy. I never imagined I could be this happy—this full of love.

Wes appears moments later, hair mussed, wearing nothing but sweatpants. His sleepy smile transforms instantly when he sees me. "Morning, Sunshine. How are my girls today?"

"We’re perfect," I say, smiling up at him as he pulls me close, pressing a tender kiss to my lips and then to my belly. "Someone was especially active this morning."

"Already taking after her mama," he teases, giving me that soft, lovestruck look that still makes my knees weak.

Later, we sit on the porch wrapped in a blanket together, sipping coffee as the sun rises over our mountain. Wes rests a protective hand on my stomach, his thumb tracing slow, reverent circles.

"I still can’t believe this is our life," I whisper, overwhelmed by it all.

"Believe it, Daisy. You gave me everything I never knew I needed," he murmurs. "A home. A family. A forever."

Tears prick my eyes as I lean into him, heart bursting. "I love you so much, Wes. More every single day."

"I love you too, Sunshine. Always will."

And there, with our baby growing inside me and Wes holding me tight, I know this is only the beginning of our forever—full of laughter, little feet running through the cabin, quiet nights by the fire, and more love than I ever dreamed possible.

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