Trusting Liam(92)

Once our parents understood that we would be having an actual wedding, and that everyone was invited, they stopped trying to push for a wedding that was in California or Florida, and just tried to get us to wait. We didn’t see the point in waiting. We were already living together, we knew that we would eventually get married anyway, and as we revealed to our families at the reception, we’d found out that Kennedy was pregnant in May.

We’d bought a house and moved in just a couple weeks ago; and thank God we were finally in here, because Kennedy was already a few days past her due date.

I turned the corner into the nursery and found her folding clothes and putting them away.

“Hi! How was work?”

“Long. How are you feeling? How’s Chase?” I asked as I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her.

Kennedy placed her hands on her swollen stomach and sighed. “He’s good. I’m just ready for him to be here.”

“Do you think it’ll be tonight?”

“We’ll see. But the doctor said if it’s not within the next few days, she’s going to induce me on the twenty-sixth.”

“Good,” I whispered against her neck, and placed a kiss there. “I have a Christmas present for you.” I brought the small, wrapped gift around her and held it up for her to take.

“It’s not Christmas yet!”

“It’s for you and Chase. Just open it.” I let my hands rest where hers had been, and waited as she tried to find a spot to start opening the wrapping paper. “It’s small, and kind of more for us than for him . . .” I trailed off when she opened the present and inhaled sharply.

“Oh my God,” she breathed, and I knew those pregnancy hormones were about to kick in at any second. “It’s perfect,” she choked out, and held up a copy of Goodnight Moon before turning in my arms to look at me. “Thank you. I love it and I love you.”

“I love you too.” I smiled and wiped away the tear that had fallen down her cheek. “Merry Christmas, Moon.”

THE END