Epilogue
Emily
The white lace,tea-length gown fit when I bought it the same night Liam proposed to me for real.
Now as I sucked it in, with two layers of support hose on, I knew the time had come to do what I was putting off.
My parents had flown in for the occasion, with Michael and some of his teammates were waiting out in the living room.
Ava was able to get it set up so we could have a small ceremony right on the terrace of Liam’s apartment.
Which I guess would now be our apartment.
But I didn’t have time to freak out over that because something else was staring me right in the face.
Something I should have thought about the first time I made love to Liam.
Two pink lines stared up at me from the test—two little things about to change both of our worlds.
We haven’t talked about kids.
What if he didn’t want them?
What if he didn’t want me and called the whole thing off?
“Everything okay in here?” Liam’s deep voice reverberated through the bathroom door.
I wanted to respond that I was fine, but instead, tears came running down my cheeks. Then I sobbed harder, knowing Ava was going to flip since she’d had a professional makeup artist come to do me up for the wedding and press photos.
“Hey, Babe, what’s wrong?” Liam burst in as I caught his wide-eyed reflection in the mirror.
I spun around, trying to wipe the tears from my face with my free hand. “You’re not supposed to see the bride before the wedding!”
But his eyes weren’t trained on my face, instead trailing to the stick in my hand.
“Is that what I think it is?” he asked softly, taking a step forward.
I nodded, sniffling as I held the test up toward him.
His eyes widened, and we both stayed silent for a few beats before he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close, his shoulders shaking.
“We’re having a baby. Holy shite, we’re having a baby.”
“You’re not mad?” I asked between sniffles.
He leaned back, wiping the tears from my eyes as he smiled down at me. “How could I be mad? I have the love of my life about to walk down the aisle to marry me, and now we’re starting our own family? This is fecking perfect.”
He kissed my lips, sealing his words, and I felt everything he said radiating through my body.
Two months ago, I didn’t know where my life was headed, and now I have a future I could have never dreamed of.
This was real. This was perfect.