One year later…
Octavia Thomas massaged her husband’s shoulders as he poured over contracts he needed to sign to start his own small business marketing firm. He already had three clients waiting to come on board.
She was so proud of Landon. He was an outstanding ad rep, an attentive husband and a dedicated father.
She couldn’t ask for a better mate. Octavia doubted he would be the man he was without being tried through the fire of his trials. “How’s it going?”
He glanced over his shoulder and coaxed her closer for a kiss. “I believe God will bless us.” He winked. “I’ve got one more year to show the bankruptcy court that I’m credit worthy again and then I’m buying us our first house.”
“You know that’s not necessary. You insist on paying the mortgage here, and your name was added to the deed.”
“But I didn’t buy it for you. I plan to change that.” Shoving the files aside, Landon stood and snaked his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. “Besides, we’re going to need a bigger house as our family grows.”
She laughed as Landon lovingly rubbed her stomach. At four months, Octavia had a bump. She couldn’t wait to cradle a new baby in her arms. As Landon’s smaller children had gotten in a habit of calling her an extra mommy from Alyssa, they all couldn’t wait to have an extra brother or sister.
She and Landon still hadn’t ruled out a permanent move to the New England state, but as Landon assured her, “The children will grow up and leave home, but you…I’ll have you as long as the Lord gives us breath.”
“In Jesus’ name, I receive that. Amen.” She squeezed his neck.
“You know what? I think you need to take a nap, and I think I’ll join you,” he said with a naughty grin before scooping her up and carrying her into their bedroom. When the door closed, they shut out the world. And the honeymoon continued.