“I remember,” I growl. Holy shit, is my curvy girl about to say what I think she’s going to say? She nods, reading my mind, and a tear slips from her eye.
“I’m pregnant again,” she whispers. “Missy is going to be a big sister soon!”
With that, I seize my fiancée’s chin and kiss her passionately because what could be better in life? My woman is no regular woman; she’s a super-hero who’s about to work a miracle again. I kiss her thoroughly, my heart pounding, because I don’t deserve Marley. The curvy girl’s too good for me, but somehow, the Heavens have given me this wonderful woman, and I thank my good fortune over and over again.
THE END