Saving Anne [Complete]

Epilogue

   I was walking out of Jenna's house when I stopped in my tracks.  There he was scrubbing his blacked out Jeep.  His broad tan shoulders stretched across the hood of his car.  Dark, almost black shaggy hair that you just itch to run your fingers through was slightly wet with either water or sweat.  It didn't matter, either way it was sexy.  His corded muscles contracted as he scrubbed.  His waist was narrow and my God, those two dimples on his back just above the band of his basketball shorts.  His ass was the perfect end to those strong thigh and amazing calf muscles.  As if he could feel my visual assault, he turned towards me and my breath caught when is mesmerizing emerald green eyes captured mine in a panty melting gaze.  Knowing his effect on me, he lifted his lip in a smirk and slightly shook his head with a chuckle.

    A splash of ice cold water brought me out of my lust filled gaze.  I was filled with a sense of deja vu .  "I got you Mommy!!" Madelyn giggled and then ran into Liam's arms.  "Did you see me Daddy?  I got her for you!" 

    "That's my baby girl!" Liam lifted our little girl up and swung her around.  She was definitely daddy's little girl.  They shared a special bond.  A bond that was absolutely beautiful to watch. It has been that way since we found out I was pregnant 5 years ago.  It was the summer after Liam saved me.  He had just asked me to marry him and to officially move in with him.  I can still remember feeling ill for a couple of weeks and getting sick of and on throughout the day.  I thought that I had the flu.  Jenna came over to bring me some soup and inquired when my last period was.  I wasn't too sure.  I had always been irregular and thought nothing of it.  She ran up to the store and bought me a pregnancy test.  I can remember my heart filling with joy when I saw those two lines.  Liam's response was perfect.  His perfect face lit up and his eyes sparkled with unshed tears.  He picked me up and swung me around and gave me a kiss filled with adoration. Never once was there a look of fear or hesitance.

   Liam went to all of my OB appointments and was always full of questions on how to better my pregnancy and what we can do to keep the baby healthy both during pregnancy and after the baby was born.  Liam was holding my hand when we went in for my 16 week ultrasound.  When the technician asked if we wanted to know the sex of the baby, you could feel the excitement coming off Liam.  It was Liam who came up with the name Madelyn Marie.  He named our daughter after both of our mothers, honoring them in their deaths.

   It was Liam who insisted on us waiting until 3 months after Madelyn's birth to get married.  He wanted his sweet baby girl to be apart of our special day. He wanted her present in our pictures and in our memories of when we became a family.  Who was I to argue with such a loving man?  

   Now, here I stand, wet from the water balloon attack carried out by my daughter and masterminded by my sexy husband.  A smile crept across my face as I put my hand in my back pocket.  My fingers curled around the small white stick with the two white lines.

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