Two Years Later

 

Flipping to the first page, I scrawl out my signature plus a personalized message to my fan. Fan. That word still seems weird to me.

Heather,

Thanks for being my biggest fan. Your support means the world to me!

XOXO Sidney Braxton

I’m just closing the book and stuffing it in the envelope when Lane walks in. He still steals my breath. I love him with every ounce of my being. Without him, I wouldn’t be a normal woman. He healed me in ways no other person ever could. I also wouldn’t be a successful romance author without a little push from him. He bought me a laptop nearly two years ago and encouraged me every step of the way.

“Hey, beautiful,” he says in greeting.

My eyes fall to our little joy in his arms. These two are my entire world. Sweet brown eyes light up when they see me.

“Momma,” he says happily as drool dribbles down his chin. He’s quite possibly the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. When he reaches for me, my heart melts. Standing from my desk, I walk over to him and Lane.

“Come here, Liam. Did you have a good nap?” I coo as I pull him into my arms. His sweet little arms latch on to me, and he kisses me sloppily. I love his sloppy kisses.

“You’re lucky,” Lane chuckles as he kisses my cheek. “Liam had a fucking nightmare diaper explosion after his nap. But Daddy took care of that, huh?”

Liam turns to his daddy and grins. How can you not melt when he does that? Lane is not immune to Liam’s charms.

“Language,” I teasingly scold Lane.

“You can punish me later,” he growls as he moves behind me, pressing his erection to me as he wraps his arms around us.

I giggle and relish this happy moment.

“How’s my baby girl?” he asks as his hands lovingly make their way to my swollen belly. As if on cue, she rolls around, making us both laugh. It won’t be long until we welcome our second child into the world.

“Baby!” Liam babbles. He’s still learning to talk, and we love hearing new words from him. This is a first.

“Yes, Liam, that’s your baby sister moving around in Mommy’s tummy. She’s excited to meet you!” I tell him and kiss his dark curls on his head.

My life is complete.

Never could I have imagined several years ago that I would have a happy ending. When I was caught up in despair, I wish I had known about the future that was in store for me. A life with an incredibly sexy and loving husband who would do anything to protect his family. A dream career writing romance novels. Children I would fiercely protect.

It is more than anything I could have ever imagined.

My life is perfect.