Last First Kiss

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by Vanessa Devereaux


  Epilogue

  Sophie tiptoed along the hallway. Wade had told her to go and relax in the tub, and he’d take care of the baby while she did so. In the two weeks since they’d brought Quinn, named for Grans’s maiden name, home from hospital, Wade had been fussing around their newborn son almost 24/7.

  She heard singing coming from the nursery. She peeked through the space where the door wasn’t fully closed and saw Wade about to put a new diaper on their son and Max standing on tip-toe so he could supervise. Wade lifted the little guy’s legs sliding the diaper under his buttocks while he sang to him, and Max hummed along.

  Sophie couldn’t help it. She burst out laughing.

  Wade looked toward the door.

  “Is that your mama out there when she’s supposed to be soaking in a tub of warm water and bubbles?”

  Sophie stepped inside the room and joined them.. Her life had certainly changed since returning to Greenville. Shortly after Sophie and Wade had gotten married, Cathy had been sentenced to five years in prison, but the attorney said she’d probably only serve three years. She’d given birth to a girl who was being fostered by a family in Laramie. Sophie and Wade had considered taking her, but then Sophie had found out she was pregnant. They were lucky enough to become foster parents to Max, so Wade thought they’d have their hands full.

  “I heard the singing.”

  “Just humming a tune for my son while he gets his diaper changed.”

  “I hope it’s not a crying in your beer song.”

  “Nope, it’s a lullaby. Isn’t that right Max?

  “It’s a happy song, Aunt Sophie. Now can I go watch my show?”

  “Yep, you run along, and after that it’s straight to bed,” Wade called after him as he ran out of the nursery.

  “A lullaby, really, that’s what you call a country song.” Sophie rested her head on Wade’s arm as he lifted Quinn up.

  “Don’t you think we produced the best looking little boy in Wyoming?”

  “I think in the whole world,” said Sophie.

  “Yeah, I think you’re right.”

  She smiled. There was no place she’d rather be than here in Greenville, Wyoming with two of her very own cowboys and Max.

  The End

  www.vanessadevereaux.com

  Other Books by Vanessa Devereaux:

  How I Met My Lover

  Take a Chance on Me

  Evernight Publishing

  www.evernightpublishing.com

 

 

 


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