Now she watched as the man she loved, who made it clear every day just how much he loved her, lifted the cover off the small box and pulled out a tiny pair of yellow baby booties. His gaze dropped to her stomach, then returned to her eyes.
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve peed on a stick and everything. Which wasn’t easy. There’s nowhere for your wife to buy a pregnancy test in the village. Or buy booties. I had to send for both of them. It’s been nerve-racking. But I wanted to be sure.” She bit her lower lip. “Are you happy? I want you to be happy.”
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “Thank you,” he whispered. “Thank you.”
His dark eyes gleamed with pride and pleasure. His arms were, as always, a safe haven. He’d given her the world…and his heart. She couldn’t ask for more.