Page 144 of The Bodyguard
Angela, barely semi-rested but glowing, grinned. “I just said the same thing about carrying them versus holding them.”
Sawyer approached Jared and shifted his son into Boss Man’s gentle hold. “This is Alexander. Alex for short.”
“One hell of a cute kid,” Jared said, surprising Sawyer with his ease at holding a newborn. “What about Princess over there?”
“Grace.” Angela kissed the top of their little girl’s head and looked up at Sawyer, radiating warmth. “Alex and Grace.”
Jared offered Alex back to Sawyer, and after a careful handoff, crossed his arms and nodded approvingly. Sawyer held Alex and perched on the edge of the bed next to his wife.
“Good names. Strong ones.” The corners of Jared’s lips lifted.
“They could call you Uncky Jared,” Angela offered.
“Was that baby talk?” Jared lifted a hand. “Don’t push your luck.”
“Uncky Boss Man,” she suggested, trying not to laugh.
He retreated a step. “All right. Congratulations. But I’ve gotta head out before all of this domesticated bliss gives me a migraine.”
The door quietly shut behind Jared. Sawyer focused on his wife. He remembered the first moment he saw Angela. Now, he stared at everything she’d given to him. A life. Children.Salvation. He might’ve kept her alive, but she had saved his soul.
