“Well, I admit, our second honeymoon in the Maldives over Christmas was better.” At least I didn’t fall off a horse or have any crazy dreams. “And ... I think it contributed to what’s in the box.”
Fitz tilted his head, a question in his eyes.
“Open it,” I encouraged, eager to see his response.
He opened the box and pulled out the pregnancy test. “Monroe,” he said, astonished. “Are you—” he choked up, “pregnant?”
“Yes,” I cried. We’d decided we’d just let nature take its course since we’d known each other for years. “Are you happy?” I wasn’t sure. He seemed at a loss for words.
“Yes, love.” He snapped out of his stupor and wrapped his arms around me. “I’m more than happy.”
I fell against him. My head resting on his shoulder. “Me too. Very happy.”
I couldn’t help but think,I am happier even than Jane; she only smiles, I laugh.
