Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Another knock sounds through the room and this time it’s louder.
“It’s Uncle Donovan’s twin!” Dora jumps up and down. “I’ll get it.”
Before anyone can stop her, she disappears around a corner headed in the direction of the door.
“I’m Dora,” she practically yells mere seconds later. “I’m very pleased to meet you, sir and Ma’am.”
Georgie’s arms cross her chest. “She’s nothing but a big show-off.”
“Talk about a big show-off.” Matthew laughs, luring everyone’s gaze to where he’s still standing near the entrance to the living room. “How the hell are you even better looking than Donovan?”
Victor steps into view alongside Marion. Since I’ve only spoken to her via video chat I push myself to my feet.
“We’re identical,” Donovan says as he heads toward his mom and brother. “He looks just like me.”
“You need a new mirror.” Matthew taps his shoulder as he brushes past him. “Or a beard because your brother is a solid ten out of ten.”
Faith laughs. “He is pretty cute.”
“Hey, now.” Matt taps her nose. “I’m cuter.”
I watch Donovan take his mom in his arms before he tugs his brother into the embrace, too.
“Not really,” Dora adds her two cents as she wanders back into the room. “Uncle Donovan and Uncle Victor are cuter.”
“Uncle Victor wears nicer suits than Daddy does,” Georgie points out. “Like way nicer.”
Victor glances at both girls. “I’m liking this Uncle Victor thing.”
“We like you!” Dora and Georgie yell in unison.
I make my way over to my future in-laws. Victor hugs me gently before he makes the introduction. “Delia, this is our mom. She’s the best of the best.”
“My boy.” Marion’s voice quivers before she reaches to pat his cheek. “It’s easy to be the best when you have sons like this.”
I wait until her gaze lands on my face. I drop my hands to circle my belly. “This is Grace Marion Hunt. She’ll be here before we know it.”
She wraps her arms around my neck. “I can’t wait for that day.”
“Me either,” I whisper.
“That doesn’t mean today won’t be memorable,” Donovan says from behind me.
I spin to face him but he’s not where I expect him to be.
The man I love is on one knee in front of me. “Delia, your mom wanted to be here, too, but she couldn’t quite make it.”
Nikita rushes over with her phone in her hand. My mom’s face lights up the screen. “I’m stuck in Bora Bora.”
The room erupts in laughter because if there’s a place to be stranded, Bora Bora is it.
“You look beautiful, Delia,” she whispers. “I can’t wait to hug you all.”
“Get on with it, Hunt,” Matthew says. “We all want to hear her answer.”
This must be it. This has to be the moment I’ve waited months for. I asked Donovan to surprise propose to me, and I think it’s about to happen.
Something else is about to happen, too, because just as he opens his mouth to talk, a burst of something warm and wet floods my panties, seeping down my legs.
“Yes!” I scream at him with nothing but joy edging my tone. “I’ll marry you.”
“Way to ruin the proposal,” Callum says calmly before he follows that with a frantic, “Holy, shit, Delia!”
I glance his way and nod as Faith rushes toward me.
Donovan looks as stunned as I feel. “Did your water just break, Delia?”
Tears blur my vision. “It’s time. Grace is coming now.”
He snaps the lid of the ring box open to give me a preview of the beautiful diamond ring in a platinum setting. “I’m sliding this on your finger as soon as she’s here, unless you want it now.”
“I want to have our baby.” I lean forward to kiss him as my family scrambles to get ready to leave. “Then the ring, and then we make it official.”
“Deal.” He stands. “I’ll carry you to the car.”
“We don’t have a car,” I point out.
“She can walk.” Faith laughs. “I’ve called for a few rideshares. It looks like we’re all headed to the hospital to welcome your little one into our world.”
I cling to Donovan as we take one final moment to stare into each other’s eyes.
“I love you, Delia Hawthorne,” he whispers. “You’re my forever.”
“You will always be mine,” I say as a contraction takes hold of me. “Let’s go meet our daughter.”