The ring is beautiful and to be honest, I was kind of expecting to see the same old ring that he’d proposed to Tully with a million times, but it’s not. Spencer pulled his socks up and did the right thing, getting Lacey a brand new one.
I grin at Spencer from across the table as the boys discreetly congratulate him. He’s been with Lacey for a year and a half and their relationship has blossomed into something incredible. I was hoping that they were heading down this path and I’m elated to see that he’s finally made this decision.
There’s no doubt in my mind that Lacey will accept his proposal and that knowledge has me wanting to throw myself up on the table and start dancing. Spencer is finally getting the love he deserves and nothing in this world could make me happier.
How did this day become so extremely incredible?
I hear Tully, Lacey, and Aria in the hallway and everyone scrambles for their seats as I practically throw the ring across the table at Spencer.
He collects it and buries it in his pocket just as the girls appear around the corner. They take their seats while everyone continues on as though nothing had happened.
Minutes turn to hours and the sun begins to set on Noah and Tully’s birthday before we even realize what’s happening. Noah and I get our babies home and found ourselves standing in their bedroom, watching as they settle into their nightly routine. Noah’s hand slips around my waist and I lean into his side as his lips press down on my temple. “I love you, Spitfire,” he murmurs.
My eyes close at the satisfaction of his words and lips on my skin. “I love you too,” I tell him as a thought occurs. “Did I remember to tell you Happy birthday?” I ask, looking up into the eyes that have completely captured my heart and soul.
“Nope,” he grins. “But I didn’t want to be the ass who points that shit out.”
I press my lips together to keep me from laughing as I drag Noah away from the boys’ bedroom. “I’m sorry,” I tell him, as we head to bed. “I’m such a bad wifey.”
“That you are,” he grins, pulling off his shirt and putting that magnificent body on display, making me drool. “What are you going to do about it?”
My eyes light up in excitement. It’s still going to be weeks before we can have sex, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t make it up to him in other ways and besides, being pregnant with twins didn’t exactly make me feel like the sexiest woman on earth and now that is over, I’ve got some lost time to make up for.
I walk towards my husband as my eyes drop to his body, taking him in as though seeing him for the very first time. His hands fall to my waist, but I don’t have time for that shit as I push him down to the bed.
Noah’s eyes become hooded as he watches me with a raised brow. He puts his hands behind his head as though he doesn’t have a care in the world, and with that, I drop to my knees and show my husband that he’s so much more than the father of my babies; he’s my king.
Always has been.
Always will be.