Page 11 of Cozy with the Mountain Man

A tear slipped down my cheek. “Seems like we’re about to learn together.”

“I want you there for everything. I need you by my side, Jules.”

I chuckled, the meaning of my statement flying over her pretty little head. “And I need you by mine. Our babies will be best friends. We’re in this together, Hail.”

Hailey’s mouth fell open for a second time. “Wait, what? Jules? What are you saying?”

“I’m pregnant, too!”

“Oh my God!”

We both jumped to our feet and flew into each other’s arms. Our dream had come true of raising our babies together.

Later, over dinner with Rowan, I gushed about being a mom at the same time as my best friend. “Having you and having my best friend? How did I ever get so lucky?”

“More like how did I?” Rowan pulled me into his arms after clearing the dinner table, and we slow danced in the kitchen to the music of our love like we had been doing since moving in. It only took a week before Louie and I moved into Rowan’s home. Things moved fast in our relationship and continued to, but it didn’t matter when you loved the right person.

Nine months later, Hailey and I gave birth to two healthy babies: mine, a boy we named Rowan Jr., or RJ for short, and Hailey’s, a girl named Honey.

When RJ was six months old, we were married in the backyard of our cabin, which was a good thing because I was pregnant again. This time with twins. Two little girls.

Rowan didn’t know there were two yet.

But he was about to find out.

THE END