attention. When she glanced over, she saw that Lacey, Karson, Mena, her mom, and dad were standing there. Of course, her mom and Lacey were crying as they waited for her answer. Looking back down at Jordie, her heart was in her throat and she was rendered speechless. She had pictured the moment when Jordie would propose, and she had honestly thought he would throw the ring at her and tell her, “Let’s do this.” It was his style, but that was old Jordie. New Jordie wanted her to know how much she meant to him. He made sure her family was there, that there were photographers to document the moment they’d tell their little one about when it was older, but most of all, he spoke from his heart.
His big, beautiful heart.
“Yes, Jordie. God, yes,” she said finally, and he exhaled the breath he was holding before she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him hard as the tears rolled down her face. Hugging her tightly, he stood up and kissed her over and over again, her heart flying as he leaned his head against hers.
“I’m gonna make you the happiest woman ever. I’m gonna take your breath away daily and make you smile. But I’ll probably fuck up every once in the while—”
“And I’ll still love you,” she whispered, her lips moving against his. “I’ll always love you.”
He sucked in a breath, letting it out again before kissing her nose. Leaning back, he took the ring out of the box and slid it down her ring finger. It was a little loose, but she couldn’t get over how big and sparkly it was. It was perfect. He was perfect.
Cupping his face, she beamed up at him as she bounced on her toes. “Thank you.”
He scoffed. “Please, I should be thanking you,” he said roughly, his voice breaking with emotion. “I wouldn’t be where I am right now if it weren’t for your support. This ring, this love I give you, will never be enough. You deserve the world.”
Leaning her head to his, she looked deep into his eyes as she moved her nose along his. “And you give it to me, Jordie. Every day.”
Smirking at her, he held her gaze and said, “And to think it’s only the beginning.”
“I don’t ever want it to end,” she whispered and his grip on her tightened.
“It never will,” he promised, and as everyone surrounded them, congratulating them and hugging them, she couldn’t stop staring at him.
Her evermore.
It was a girl.
A sweet, perfect little girl that from the 4-D ultrasound appeared as if she may look like Jordie. One thing was sure, she had some hockey shoulders. The tech said it looked like she had hair, which he knew would be dark like theirs. Jordie had hoped that it was a boy, but knowing that it was a girl, something inside him just felt right. As he watched the different angles of his child, he silently promised to love her more than life itself. To be there, to protect her, and to support her, no matter what.
Just like he did Kacey.
Ever since he proposed, things had been absolutely perfect. They had already fallen into an easy routine, but now, it just felt better, more complete. She was so happy, floating around as baby books and wedding magazines found new places in their home. The pictures from the shoot they had were already blown up and on the wall. His favorite being the one of him on one knee asking for her hand, her hands covering her mouth as the tears rushed down her beautiful face with her family behind them, all smiling, all so happy for them.
It was a striking moment, but seeing his baby was something he would never forget. If he was this in love with her now, Lord help the world when she got here.
Daddy’s little girl.
Kacey beamed up at him and he grinned down at her, but then he realized what this meant.
“Damn it!”
Kacey looked over at Jordie in shock, her brow furrowing as she glared. “What the hell! She’s healthy. That’s what we wanted. You should be happy,” she complained as the ultrasound tech eyed him cautiously.
Realizing what it sounded like, he held his hands up. “No, wait, okay, sorry! I didn’t mean it like that. I’m so happy, Kacey, I promise. But I owe your dad a hundred bucks now,” he complained and still she glared.
“Really? You bet my father on the sex of our child?”
He