Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Emma May gives me a tight hug before she puts my hand in Nate’s. As I look into his eyes, I can’t ever remember being this happy before.
We recite our vows in front of our two families, promising to love, protect, and cherish one another all of our days. When we’re done, we seal the promise with a kiss that gets the sweetest giggle from Danny, as if he knows how amazing and special today is.
The next hours pass in a blur of gifts, snacks, and joy. We’re having an off-Christmas celebration since Nate and I weren’t here in Courage for Christmas. Apparently, it’s what Emma May does for all her boys. She says the date isn’t important, just taking one day a year to love one another.
Danny and baby Emma, named after her kindly grandmother, get more gifts than anyone. But the way I’ve seen Jasper put his hands on Thea’s stomach when he thinks no one is looking, it’s pretty obvious that Nana will have another grandchild to spoil very soon.
“It won’t be long until they have another little one,” Nate whispers in my ear, confirming what I was thinking too. We’re sitting side-by-side on his loveseat in the living room. He’s been pressed up against me in every possible way ever since we finished our vows.
“I would love to have more kids one day,” I answer, watching as Danny is more enamored with the box that Emma May gave him than he is the pile of toys she bought him.
He gives me a heated look. “We can work on that.”
“Your family’s still here,” I argue.
“Right.” He stands from the loveseat and claps his hands together, drawing the attention of our guests. “Time for you all to go home. My wife is tired.”
The men chuckle and the women break into knowing smiles while my cheeks heat. I stand up and smack his chest lightly. “You’re crazy.”
He captures my hand and gives me a smile full of contentment. “Crazy for my wife.”
I melt at his words. I’ll never get tired of hearing him call me that. “Nate…”
Without warning, he scoops me into his arms and starts toward the stairs, calling over his shoulder, “Put on some loud Christmas carols!”
I giggle all the way up the stairs. This has been the perfect Christmas.