Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
“I’m…I’m so am…amazed. I really am,” he stutters.
I love that he still can’t get the words out. Sterling isn’t someone who really talks a lot, but he’s never speechless either. This is a good moment for us. I’m going to remember the sheen of tears in his eyes and the awe-inspired smile on his lips forever.
“I’m so happy you’re happy,” I murmur.
“Oh, yes. I’m so happy! Every single day with you is a happy day, but this day…wow,” he says breathily.
“I shouldn’t have stolen Beans’ thunder. Do you think he’ll ever forgive me?”
“Yes.” Sterling laughs, his shoulders shaking. “Yes, of course he will. Beans is the most gentle old soul who ever lived. He’s going to make a great big brother.”
“I think so too. He’s so patient and kind. One of the best souls I’ve ever known. This won’t stop us from traveling or living. Our baby will see the world. He or she will love music. They will love the world, and they will love life. They will be a part of something bigger than they are. I want them to have the kindest soul too. As a mother, that’s what I want to give our child or our future children if we have more than one baby.”
“Oh, Weland.” That’s all Sterling says as he hugs me tight. I don’t need him to say anything else. Just having him close in my life as the love of my life is more than enough. But then he goes and makes it impossibly better. “I love you. I’m always going to love you. Let’s get married again.”
“Okay.” By some miracle, I am somehow dry-eyed, though it won’t last. I feel the burn coming on, but at least I can squeal and kiss him and laugh with him and smile with him before we start crying. Together. “Of course I’ll marry you again. I’ll be your wife, and I’ll be your partner. I’ll be a parent with you, and I’ll do anything with you that you want to do.”
Sterling smirks. “Anything?”
I smack his shoulder. “Of course you would go there. Maybe one day. Just hold that thought.”
“Believe me, I’ll never forget.” He takes my hand in his. My left hand. “I need a ring! I don’t have a ring!”
“That’s okay because I’d really like for us to pick one out together. I like making decisions with you. I like exploring with you. I love you, and I love doing life with you,” I say earnestly.
“I love doing life with you too. It’s the best way to do absolutely everything.”
There were a whole lot of years and a whole lot of time that neither of us saw this marriage working or even thought about making it real, but I’m so glad we did. I’ll always be thankful Smitty got me Beans and phoned Sterling with that SOS call just because I had a bit of a meltdown that I didn’t even mean. Sometimes, people leave our lives, but the best people can also come into it.
There’s never too much music in the world, and there’s never too much love.
Ever.