Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“Make more little miracles,” she murmurs.
“Yeah, honey, we’re going to make more little miracles,” I promise her as I press a soft kiss to the crown of her head. We’ll spend the rest of our lives together making plenty of little miracles like this one.
Epilogue
Thea
A soft cooing sound wakes me from a dream where I was running through the forest while Jasper chased me. He’d just thrown me into the soft grass, determined to have my body right there when the sound woke me.
I stumble from bed, still half asleep, to find Emma cooing in her crib. I check her diaper, but it’s already clean and dry. Judging by the formula around her mouth, she’s also been fed.
I’m not surprised to see Jasper has taken care of her. He asked me for an arrangement during my pregnancy. I’d give him as many beautiful babies as he wants, and he’s the parent that’s always on nightshift. I eagerly agreed since we both want a big family. Plus, it’s more sleep for me.
I tug Jasper’s flannel shirt around my body. Even though we’re together, I still spend every night sleeping in his shirts. It drives him wild to see me in his clothes, and they’re comfortable, too.
I scoop Emma into my arms. She’s three months old now and the light of my life. She stares up at me, all wide blue eyes.
“Good morning, little one,” I call the same way I do each day.
She gurgles and gives me a big, toothless grin. She’s been doing that a lot lately, smiling at me and Jasper with an expression that we insist must be pure happiness.
“Let’s go find dada,” I tell her. Clearly, she’s seen him this morning. From the moment she first came into the world, he’s been a hands-on dad.
I pad through the cabin. We live here full-time now. The talent management agency wasn’t interested in letting me work remotely for their company. They insisted I couldn’t do my job unless I was in Nashville.
It took me a few weeks to get the legal requirements in place, then I left and started my own agency.
Zac was the first client who signed with me, and seven other singers followed. It’s enough work to keep me and Skye busy. She’s my person in Nashville. Meanwhile, I work out of my cozy cabin while raising the world’s cutest daughter with my mountain man husband.
What I see in the living room stops me in my tracks. There are dozens of presents stacked everywhere, wrapped in beautiful paper. Half of them have Emma’s name on them and the other half have my name. In the middle of it all is my husband sitting on the couch with a huge grin on his face. He holds up a saucer. “I have pie for you, wife.”
I put a hand on my hip and scowl at him. “Do you know your birthday is supposed to be about you?”
His smug look tells me he’s delighted with himself. “I already have what I want, so my gift should be getting to spoil the two most important people in my life.”
OK, so that’s kind of sweet, and I blink to keep my eyes dry. Jasper has kept his word since our wedding day. I only cry happy tears since we’ve gotten married.
“Come here and have some Valentine’s Day breakfast,” he gestures for me.
I pass Emma to him and snuggle next to them on the couch. I love these sweet family moments together. It’s why I was so determined to get out of Nashville. It’s a beautiful city, but I didn’t want to raise my daughter there. I wanted her growing up in the same cabin where I fell in love with her father. I never had a family home before Jasper, and now I do.
He watches me eat the cherry pie, grinning the entire time. Besides taking care of his daughter, Jasper still loves taking care of me. He spoils me every chance he gets.
When I’m done, I gesture toward the first pile. “You better not have gotten her the tricycle I saw you looking at online. You know she’s way too little for that.”
“I got her something better,” he announces, opening the gift to show Emma. It’s a child-size easel with various supplies. “It’s her first art set.”
She stares at the brightly colored box, drooling a little as she does. “See? She’s going to be an artist. She’s already drawn to it.”
I chuckle. I don’t doubt that for a second. She’s a daddy’s girl, and Jasper is completely wrapped around her finger.
Jasper continues through the presents, alternating between having me open gifts and giving our daughter new things.
When it’s finally over, I give him my gifts. The first is a canvas print from our wedding day. The second is another fox with a cute pink headband. There’s a tiny fox too, representing our precious Emma.