Epilogue
Cammi
“Are you sure?”
Tess’s curls bounced with her nod. “I am sure. You look incredible.”
I turned sideways again, eyeing my growing belly in the mirror. I was having a shotgun wedding. Except no one had a shotgun. It’s just that I was pregnant. Elias didn’t want to wait anymore. I didn’t either. It wasn’t as if I’d been putting him off, but our lives had been incredibly busy.
With my expanded business situation, this year I’d felt like I was running a race every day. Thank goodness every night I got to fall asleep wrapped in Elias’s arms. Once we found our way to each other, we hadn’t wasted any time.
It became a running joke that he was spending the night at my place all the time, so I told him he should just move in. He did, only a month after we christened my new coffee
