I spin to face her as she clutches her sides and breathes deeply. Somehow, a smile still shines in her amber eyes. And I know, without a shadow of doubt, she’s lost her damn mind.
SIX HOURS LATER…
“It’s a boy!” Jake shouts as he enters the waiting room filled with our friends and family.
A round of cheers erupt, and he scoops Ever and Hazel into his arms as they rush him, huge, happy smiles on their pretty faces. He takes them back to meet their new little brother first then reappears and hands the girls off to his parents and approaches Em and me. “Storm wants to see you and Emmy now,” he says, a massive grin on his face.
We follow him to Storm’s room where she’s propped up in bed, holding a tiny bundle in her arms with a brilliant smile on her face. Pride fills me as I step up to the side of the bed and brush a kiss to her forehead. “He’s perfect,” I tell her.
“I know,” she says, grinning at me. “Now, get out of my face. Where’s Em?”
I frown as she shoves me out of the way so she can see Emory wringing her hands behind me. “Hey, you,” Storm says. “Want to hold your nephew?”
Emory nods, her eyes shining with unshed tears, but she remains unmoving as she gnaws on her bottom lip. I close the small distance between us, cup her cheeks in my palms, then kiss the apprehension right out of her.
When I pull away, we’re both a little breathless. My girl is all I can see as she smiles up at me with so much love and adoration that I can’t stop the words spilling from my lips. “I’m going to marry the shit out of you, Miss Moss.”
“Oh, are you now?” She smirks, her hands resting over my pounding heart.
I nod. “Yep.”
“Are you two quite done?” Storm mutters then grumbles, “Always stealing my thunder.”
Em breaks away from me and lets my sister place her newborn baby in her arms. She goes quiet as she stares down at him, her tears finally falling. “I know why you were smiling now,” she says, beaming at Storm and Jake. “What’s his name?”
“Sebastian,” Storm says, and son of a bitch, now I’m crying too.
THE END
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AWKWARD GIRLS SERIES
(Bestselling RomComs)
Pink Bits (awkward girl)
Blue Beaver (opposites attract)
Silver Bush (second chance/single mom)
UNEXPECTED LOVERS SERIES
Interconnecting Romantic Comedy Series
Starfish (billionaire)
Flirty (single dad/enemies to lovers)
Nerdy (fake relationship/ surprise pregnancy)
Dirty (brothers best friend/sports star)
STANDALONES
What If It’s Right? (Not your average cougar romance)
VIPERS DEN NOVELLA SERIES
(Comedic Romance)
Piper & Kade
Pixie & Jake
Tay & Nate
ATTRACTION SERIES
(Romantic Suspense Completed Series)
Undeniable Attraction
Pure Attraction
Fierce Attraction
Morgan Sisters Duo (Prequel)
ALPHA ONE PROTECTION SERIES
(Romantic Suspense-Sexy Bodyguards)
Worth The Risk
Worth The Wait
JB Heller is an average Aussie housewife and Mumma in her early 30's with a wicked sexy imagination. She lives on a mini farm with her family and a few cows, sheep, a parrot, cats, fish, dogs, and a butt load of chickens. It's JB's dream to one day add a llama to the mix and an alpaca or two.
She writes across several romance subgenre’s including romantic comedy, romantic suspense and contemporary. All include a healthy splash of heat, intrigue and wit. You'll love her sinfully sexy alpha hero's and their feisty counterparts.
Monday to Friday you can find JB glued to her laptop weaving words or trolling Pinterest for her next potential muse. Come the weekend, it's family time. (And of course lots of reading and Netflix binges.)
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