But then Marcus smiles at me and takes my hand.
“Enough of that sad talk. Everything I have is because of you, Addy.”
I smile back.
“You mean, the business? Lots of people want to get into plus-size now. I think we were just one of the first prestige brands to do it.”
He shakes his head.
“No, not just that, Addison. I have you, and I have our family. You mean more to me than the House of Steele because I could rebuild the fashion line if I wanted to, but I could never re-create what I have with you.”
Tears come to my eyes and I lean forward to press my lips against his tenderly.
“Then, I hope you’ll be happy to hear my news,” I whisper. “Because I’m pregnant again. You’re going to be a daddy, and Carmella’s going to have a little brother or sister in about six months.”
Marcus’s eyes go wide and to my surprise, his eyes begin to tear as well. He kisses my hand feverishly.
“Really, sweetheart? Are you really pregnant?” he asks while pressing a reverent hand against my belly, as if saying hello to the child within. I nod, and then he drops to one knee before me. Carmella squeals at this display and I go still with shock. Is this really happening?
Sure enough, Marcus procures a huge diamond from his pocket and holds it before me, his eyes filled with love and support.
“Addison Maplethorpe, you are everything I’ve dreamed of in a woman. You’re smart, sharp, beautiful, a wonderful mother, and an even better partner. I love you more than words can say. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
I clap my hands with pleasure, and Carmella copies me, squealing with glee.
“Oh my God, yes! Of course! Yes!”
Marcus stands up and seizes my mouth in a kiss. Of their own accord, my arms wind around his neck, pulling him close in adoration as our daughter watches. After all, I couldn’t ask for a more perfect life. We have everything, including a beautiful daughter, a thriving business, and another baby on the way.* * *THE END