Gavin dragged his gaze from Emily’s, which had suddenly become teary, his eyes flicking from Noah’s car seat over to a smaller infant seat. The difference in size was so overwhelming, yet the two fit together like pieces to a puzzle. Side by side, an older brother and a younger sibling. Swallowing, Gavin felt his heart start to hammer in his chest, bursting with a mixture of fear, excitement, love, and joy. Each a delicious, vivid component of what it felt like to be a father. A father to a first, and now a second child.
Gavin’s trembling hand immediately flew to Emily’s stomach, his voice nearly trapped in his throat. “You’re pregnant?” The words rushed from his smiling lips.
Emily giggled, tears slipping from her eyes. “No. I usually make it a habit of buying a few spares just in case.” She unclicked her seat belt, climbed over the console, and deposited herself onto Gavin’s lap. He chuckled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and peppered kisses against his lips, nose, and cheeks. “Yes, I’m pregnant, Blake. It’s not funky forest green, but we’re filling this minivan with bucketloads of kids.”
Gavin cradled the back of her head and slanted his mouth over hers as he spoke. “Simply amazing. This girl named Molly—you might know her—but yeah, she stormed into my life and hasn’t stopped rocking my world ever since.”
And in the year following the season that’d changed Emily and Gavin Blake’s lives forever, fate finally played fair. It stopped its wicked games and decided to let up&h.e.l.lip; just a lil’ bit. From beautiful do-overs on a long stretch of highway in Mexico, to many layers of life peeled away, filled with bottle caps and another car seat in the back of a minivan, time had tick-tocked its way to where it belonged.
Fate&h.e.l.lip; such a funny little thing.