Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
THORNE
The following day
Romi is curled up on the couch, cradling our baby in her arms. I walk over and hand her a cup of her favorite tea, the warmth of our home surrounding us. The sense of completion I feel is staggering. I have a family now. We are a family now.
The medical team has already checked in on Romi and our baby. A nanny arrived earlier to introduce himself and discuss scheduling options.
Romi sighs. “I love our baby, but I already miss work. I miss my horses.”
I chuckle, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and pressing a kiss to her temple. “You think?”
She tilts her head, smirking. “A day or two a week, I can handle. But after that, I’ll be stir-crazy.”
“Whatever you want, I’ll support,” I say simply.
Her lips curl as she leans up to kiss me. “I’m so glad I’m here,” she whispers.
I hold her close, our daughter resting peacefully in her arms. “You were meant to be here. It was our fate.”