Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“Deal.” We kiss to seal it, a brief one. I let myself look at him for a few seconds, just look at him. The gorgeous, perfect, amazing man who has fallen in love with me. ME! I can’t believe it. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to fully wrap my head around what is happening. I find it absolutely crazy that little ‘ole unassuming Tammy Thompson is about to embark on a life with Brick Barrister.
“Do you really love me?”
“Yes,” he smirks. “I wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t true.”
“I know, I know. I was just checking. I like to hear you say it. Also…” I trail off. There’s a second bit of news I have to tell Brick. I had been dreading it before, but now, I’m kind of excited.
“Wait a second. Why were you puking this morning? Similar circumstances?”
“Not quite,” I shake my head. Brick narrows his eyes. He tries to figure out what it could be, but I doubt he’s going to guess it.
“Food poisoning?”
“No, not that.”
“Empathetic puker?”
“Brick,” I swat him. “You’re not going to guess it. Can I tell you?” He lets out a long sigh. I know he’s the type of guy who doesn’t like to give up, so we could be here for hours while he lists all kinds of possibilities. Even then, I’m almost positive he wouldn’t guess the truth.
“Fine, okay. What is your great big secret?”
“My big secret is that I am expecting,” I reveal. I put on a big smile, bringing my hand down to my belly. “Well, we are expecting would be a better way to put it.”
Bricks cocks an eyebrow, looking confused. I’m not sure he fully understood what I said.
“Brick, I’m pregnant,” I repeat, saying it this time as plainly as I can. If I have to explain it further than that, we might have an actual problem.
“Oh my goodness!” His eyes are wide as he processes this information. “Holy shit!” A smile starts growing on his face. “We’re going to be…” he trails off.
“Parents,” I finish his thought for him. “We’re going to have a baby!”
Suddenly, I’m in the air as Brick spins me around in a circle. I hold onto him tightly, the two of us smiling and laughing, full of joy.
Halfway through a spin, Brick stops.
“Do you think we should move to the house full-time?”
“I don’t know, Brick. I’ve never had a kid.”
“Our kid is going to have all of the space they want. I’m talking miles, acres! They’ll be perfect because you are perfect.”
“You’re the perfect one.”
“Well then I guess we’ll have a doubly perfect child,” he smiles. Brick kisses my chin before going to my lips. His tongue slips into my mouth, dancing with mine. I moan, pressing my body into his as much as I can.
“Tammy?” Brick mumbles against my lips.
“Yes.” I move my head back ever so slightly so that Brick can say what he needs to.
“Will you marry me?”
“What?” I couldn’t have heard Brick correctly. There’s no way he just asked me that. “What did you say?”
“Will you marry me?”
“You want to marry me?”
“I want to spend my whole life with you. I never want you to leave my side. I never want to leave your side. I want our lives to be forever intertwined. I want to marry you.”
I feel like such an overly emotional idiot. Tears have been flowing down my face nonstop all day, and it looks like they aren’t going to stop any time soon.
“So, Tammy Thompson,” Brick tilts his head, giving me his most serious stare, “do you want to marry me?”
“Of course I do.” I knew my answer immediately, but I needed time to fully grasp what was happening. I cannot believe Brick has just asked me to marry him. “Of course I want to marry you, Brick Barrister.”
It’s been a morning of many kisses, and I plant another big one on him.
“I don’t have a ring, but I’ll get you one tomorrow. I want the world to know that you’re mine,” Brick mumbles against my lips.
“Okay,” I mumble back. While I’ll love to have a ring broadcasting our relationship to the world, if all we had was each other, I’d be the happiest woman in the world. A lifetime with Brick is the greatest blessing I could ever ask for. And having his child makes a perfect situation even more perfect. I never thought my existence could be so blessed, but here I am. I’ve got everything I could possibly need, everything I could possibly want.
I’m finally getting to live the life I want. Today is the beginning of a whole new chapter in my life, and I can’t wait to see how it unfolds.
Epilogue 1
Tammy
Three years later.
Harlow’s birthday is coming up, and I’ve been sitting at this table fretting over the flowers she’ll have at her party. I know it's not the huge problem I am making it out to be, and she probably won’t care if I go with purple lilies or white lilies, but I want my daughter to enjoy the beauty of a gorgeously crafted flower arrangement. Even at the young age of two. A two-year-old can still appreciate pretty things.