shone brightly from his eyes, even after all the years they’d been together. “Then I knew there wasn’t any chance of them breaking up because Tucker wouldn’t ever let her go. He takes after his dad, after all.”
“And his father-in-law,” my mom tossed in, making the crowd laugh. My dad chuckled and shook his head, but it wasn’t as though he could deny how crazy he was about my mom. Everyone knew how he was with her.
“For sure,” I agreed with a grin. “When you really think about it, Dad only has himself to blame for me falling for Tucker. He’s the only guy who could ever live up to the example my dad set for what I wanted in a husband.”
“And he’d better keep living up to it or else,” Dad grumbled as he straightened in his seat and threw Tucker a warning glance.
“There’s no need to threaten the boy,” my mom chided, patting my dad’s arm before twisting in her seat to reach into the stroller where my daughter slept. She gently ran her fingers through my daughter’s fine, blond hair, being careful not to wake her since she’d only drifted off five minutes ago. “He’s as protective of his girls as you are of our family.”
“Sometimes, I think he might even be worse with me than you are with Mom,” I half-teased, knowing my dad would never believe it even though he’d seen with his own eyes how Tucker had hovered over me every moment of my pregnancy.
“Good.” My dad nodded in approval, his lips curving up in a pleased smile.
My mom sighed as I rolled my eyes, but Tucker smiled back at my dad. Before I could tease him about the male-bonding moment—one that made me happy because I loved knowing that the two most important men in my life got along so well—the DJ announced that it was time for the dance I’d been waiting all night for.
Tucker led me to the dance floor and tugged me close to his body. One of his hands cupped my hip and the other tangled in my hair at the back of my head. Bending his head to my ear, he asked, “Do you think they realize we’ve danced together before?”
Thinking about how perfect we moved together when we were horizontal—and sometimes vertical too, like in the shower this morning—I waggled my eyebrows at him. “Considering we gave our parents a grandchild barely nine months after we got married, I’m pretty sure they know we’ve done the horizontal mambo.”
Tucker laughed and pulled me closer to his body, pressing his hard length against my belly. “I can’t wait until I have you all to myself in our hotel suite where we’ll have the whole night together without any interruptions.”
My parents were staying two floors below us so they could watch the baby. At fourteen weeks old, it was the first night she wasn’t spending with us, and my mom had known I’d want her nearby. But she didn’t know the other reason I’d wanted it to be just the two of us tonight. Tucker was going to be the first to know, and it was finally the perfect moment to share the news. “It’s a good thing we didn’t put today off any longer.”
“Why’s that, baby?” Tucker asked as he pressed a kiss to the top of my head.
I wrapped my hand around his wrist and tugged his hand until it rested over my belly. “If we’d waited too much longer, my dress wouldn’t have fit.”
He stopped right there on the dance floor, his dark eyes filled with incandescent joy. “You’re pregnant?”
I nodded, unable to get words past the lump of emotion in my throat. He lifted me and twirled me around in a circle before gently setting me on my feet. Turning toward where our family and friends were still seated, he shouted, “We’re having another baby!”
Everyone rushed over to offer their congratulations, but Tucker only waited a few minutes before he tugged me toward the door. “We can’t just leave,” I insisted, dragging my feet a bit in an attempt to slow our progress.
Tucker bent down to slide his arm under my knees and lifted me into his arms. “Everyone else can stay as late as they want, but we’re done. It’s past time for us to celebrate by ourselves.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid my head against his shoulder. I couldn’t argue when he was giving me exactly what I wanted—just like he