RYVER
Ryver told Cannon about her pregnancy when they were on the plane back to the States. Cannon hugged and kissed her until her mouth and chest hurt from laughing. She was beyond delighted by his happiness.
“I never thought I would find this Ryver,” Cannon said while he held her.
“Me either, darling, me either,” Ryver whispered into his chest, finally calming, finally feeling safe in his arms again. There was no one left to chase them down, no more reservations required for their love to flourish.
Finally, outside her apartment building, Ryver took Cannon by the hand into her home. It was neat since she hadn’t been there in months. She flicked the light on, and Cannon awed at it for a moment. All of the appliances were metallic and new, the furniture plushy and modern. “Wow, so thes
