“Thanks. How are you feeling?” I rested my hand on her belly.
“I feel great.” A beautiful grin crossed her lips.
I lie next to her, propped up on my elbow, softly stroking her belly.
“Boy or girl?” I asked her.
“I think you should be asking single or twins.”
“Oh shit, Laurel. I forgot.” My eyes widened. “You don’t think that?—”
“No. I was much sicker with the twins.”
My heart that raced finally calmed. “Okay. I’m trusting you.” I smirked.
“But if it is twins?” she asked.
“Then that means there are two more children to love.” I leaned in and kissed her lips.
A broad smile crossed my face as the girls chased each other through the sand. The sun was about to set, leaving an impression of this perfect day of celebration. But unlike the sun setting, the impression these four girls had made on my heart was permanent and etched deep within me for eternity.