EPILOGUE
A little while later, once the aftermath had been tidied up and the doctor and nurse had left, Jordan sat on the edge of the bed, cradling the infant in his muscular arms and talking to her in his low murmur.
Karli smiled as she watched them together, the baby’s expression serene but occasionally smiling at Jordan as he spoke.
“You’re the most gorgeous little baby ever,” he crooned. “Our little angel.”
“What should we name her?” Karli asked.
“We?”
“Yes, Jordan. We. What should our daughter’s name be?”
He blinked rapidly.
“I like Grace,” he managed to say after a long pause to try to regain his composure.
“Emily Grace,” Karli mentioned, and smiled. “I love that. What do you think?”
Jordan looked up at Karli.
“What do I think? I’m so in love with both of you,” he proclaim
