Everly POV
One Year Later…
“Did you get the pickles?” I ask as soon as the Archer steps in inside.
He grins, holding up the grocery store bag. “Of course.”
I can hear him whisper under his breath that he was never going to forget them ever. I think I scared him when I asked for pickles yesterday and we didn’t have any. I started crying and he offered to run out but it was storming and I didn’t want to be left alone. Instead, he offered me just about everything else that we had in the house and I ended up eating some pretzels and passing out curled up against his side.
I’m set to give birth any day now and we both try to stay close to the house. Archer only goes into work if he has a meeting and most of those I think he rescheduled for next month so that he can be here for me.
“I’ll g
