Epilogue
EPILOGUE
KATE - THREE YEARS LATER
M olly squeals as she runs along the sand in her polka dot, ruffled bathing suit. Mickey chases after her, pretends to be tired and shouts that she’ll never beat him in a race. She screams with glee and turns around, flinging herself in her daddy’s arms. He puts her on his shoulders and carries her out in the ocean. I snap a picture because I can’t resist. My heart is so full of joy every day. This vacation is just what we needed, a time relax as a family.
Once Molly tires herself out running around on the beach, we carry her back to our bungalow for a nap. I wrap my arms around Mickey and kiss him. I’m ready for some time with my husband.
“While she’s asleep let’s take advantage of this hot tub,” he says, indicating the huge spa on our veranda.
I smile at him and shake my head. “Sorry, you’re just going to have to take me to bed.”
“I’m not complaining, but why?”
“Because pregnant women aren’t supposed to get in hot tubs,” I say with a grin.
“Pregnant?” he says and picks me up and swings me around. “We’re having another baby!”
I hold on to him, drunk on his joy and glad I waited to tell him until we were alone.
“Let’s celebrate,” I suggest.
“You want me to order some sparkling cider from room service? Anything you want, Katie.”
“I want you. Right now,” I tell him mischievously. And I don’t have to tell him twice.