Alma
Egan had his arms wrapped around me, as I nursed our baby girl. Our boy was sleeping in his crib by our bed. My gaze travelled across the three of them, my family. I never knew that my heart could be filled with so much love; it was so much that it was leaking through my eyes in tears and my lips in heavenly smiles.
I pressed a kiss on my daughter’s bald head and snuggled her further into my chest, “They are so cute, beautiful. Perfect. I am already looking forward to giving them another sibling,” I couldn’t stop smiling, completely in love and almost high on tenderness.
Egan chuckled, “Little Ruby, maybe we should wait and talk about it.”
Turning to look over my shoulder, my eyes found his blue and hazel one, “I thought we had a breed to save and I do want a big family of litt
