Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30892 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30892 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
“So, the cowboy offered to give the beautiful princess donuts if she would only come to his kingdom and be his queen. But the princess was scared because she hadn’t been loved before. She needed to be shown that love is good to you.”
I smile at his words. “Love is always good to you. It means the other person cares more about you than they do themselves.”
Barrett picks up where I left off, “They put you first in everything and always try to look out for your needs. And sometimes, what a girl needs is donuts. Not you. Not ever you. But your mom needs donuts. I mean, the princess. The princess needed donuts.”
He sends me a look like he desperately needs help.
I chuckle and continue the story, “And the handsomest cowboy in all the world gave the princess all the love and donuts she could ever ask for. In fact, she got so many donuts that one magical day, they made little sprinkles together. That was the best day of their life.”
He takes the bottle from Marie who begins wailing. He croons over her, “Oh, now. Don’t cry. Daddy is right here. You can have the bottle back after you give me one big burp. You have one burp in there, don’t you, sprinkle?”
Gently, he puts her on his shoulder and coaxes the burp from her little body. Then he settles her with the bottle. His own shoulders relax now that she’s silent. He gives me a tired smile then frowns. “Wait. Sprinkles. You said we made little sprinkles.”
I give him a sleepy smile. “I did say sprinkles.”
He looks from our quiet, grunting daughter to my tummy. Hope and desire flicker across his face. I know he wants this pregnancy just as much as I do. Marie was a very easy pregnancy, and we both loved the hormonal shifts that made me constantly horny. “Does this mean—”
“It means you knocked up the beautiful princess again,” I reassure him. I hadn’t planned to have kids this close together, but the only thing I felt when I saw the pregnancy test earlier this evening was gratitude and excitement.
He brushes a strand of hair from my face. “Is the princess happy about this?”
“The princess is always happy about more sprinkles. How about the handsomest cowboy in all of the world?”
“The cowboy is blessed beyond measure,” he assures me in a gentle tone. “How have you been feeling?”
“Pretty good.” I take his hand that’s not helping Marie with her bottle and place it on my stomach. “Should we hope for a little cowboy this time?”
“As long as you and little sprinkle are healthy and happy, I’ll be over the moon. Can’t believe you keep giving me babies. I’m the luckiest ducking cowboy on earth,” he tells me. He’s been trying to clean up his language since Marie was born.
She’s finished her bottle, but he makes no move to get up from the chair. Moments like this between us are precious. “You’re an amazing dad. You’re always there for our girl. You’re a great husband.”
“And lover, don’t forget that part.”
I chuckle. He’s very generous in and out of the bedroom. He’s obsessed with taking care of me and doing everything he can to make my life easy. “Actually, I did forget that one. Maybe you could put our girl back in her crib and remind me again.”
“It’d be my honor, princess,” he says as he gets to his feet.
He settles our girl back in her crib, pausing to adjust the lights and sounds just the way she likes. Then he follows me back to our bed where he spends the rest of the night showing me all of the ways he loves me.