“That was the choice I made.” She shrugged. “The wrong one, obviously. It was definitely better with you here.”
Gavin leaned in to place a kiss on her lips and another on Beth’s forehead. “I have to say I agree.”
They both spent a moment looking down at their daughter. “She looks like you,” Gavin said.
“That’s fair since Jared looks like you. Besides, it would be unfortunate for a girl to have your chin.”
“I can tell she’s going to give me trouble. If she’s half as beautiful and smart and talented as her mother, the boys will be lined up the block.”
“She’s four hours old. I don’t think you need to start polishing the shotgun just yet. You’ve got years of ballet recitals and princess parties before we need to start worrying about that.”
Gavin smiled and leaned his head against hers. “I’m looking forward to every pink, glittery second.”