Lifting my gaze to meet his, I covered my mouth and started to cry. “My water just broke.”
Miles stared like he suddenly didn’t understand English.
“Miles, did you hear me?” I asked with a half sob, half chuckle. “Lilly is on her way! Our daughter is coming.”
He shook the shock away and placed both hands on my stomach. A single tear slipped from his eye and made a path down his cheek. “I am never going to look at giving you an orgasm the same way again.”
He kissed me softly on the lips, then quickly helped me get dressed. We called the doctor, Jen, and then my parents as we made our way to the hospital. Miles never left my side and things moved quickly once we got settled into a room.
Right before midnight, on the day of our one-year wedding anniversary, our beautiful daughter, Lilly June Warner, was born and placed on my chest. I stared in disbelief at her. With tears streaming down my face, I held her to me.
“My sweet baby girl,” I whispered, taking in every single inch of her. The nurse took her, cleaned her up and handed her to Miles. I watched as my husband cried tears of joy while staring at our little girl.
“You’re beautiful just like your mommy.” Miles kissed her gently on the forehead, then placed her into my arms. “She’s perfect in every single way, Kyns.”
I nodded. “She is.”
Leaning over, I kissed her and whispered, “Hey there, Lilly June. We’re so happy you’re here.”
Miles sat on the bed and wrapped his arm around me and gently ran his finger down our daughter’s cheek.
I glanced up and our eyes met. Miles wiped a tear away and winked at me. “Let the next adventure begin.”