“Yes, it is.” A smirk crossed his lips.
“I’ve thought of a name I’d like to name our baby. I hope you love it as much as I do.”
“Hit me with it, babe. What name are you thinking?” he asked, typing away on his laptop.
“Athena.”
His fingers stopped typing. He turned his head and stared into my eyes.
“Are you serious, babe?”
“I am.” A smile crossed my lips.
He closed his laptop, set it on the nightstand, and wrapped his arms around me.
“I love it.” Tears swelled in his eyes. “You have no idea how much that means to me.”
“I know it does.” I brought my hand up and softly stroked his cheek.
Alex
Our daughter, Athena Claire Harbor, was born on the exact day she was due to be born. Weighing seven pounds, she was absolutely beautiful and looked like her mother. Holding her in my arms, I vowed to do things right this time around. Lucy was excited and loved her sister as much as we did.
As I sat in the sand with my daughter lying on my legs, I never thought the darkness that consumed my life after my sister’s death would lift. But it did, and all thanks to my beautiful wife. If I had never met her and come to my senses, Athena would still be trapped here, and I would still be living with the guilt of what happened all those years ago.
“Hey, you.” Hannah walked over, sat beside me, and kissed my cheek.
“You’re home.” I smiled. “I missed you. Did you get Lucy a new tennis racket?”
“I did. She’s on the tennis court trying it out.” She reached over and stroked Athena’s head. “How was the baby while we were gone?”
“Pure perfection.” I smiled. “She loves it out here.”
“Who wouldn’t?” Hannah hooked her arm around me.
“Thank you, babe.”
“For what?”
“For coming into my life, becoming my wife, and giving me this beautiful baby girl. Only you could make me feel the way I do, and I will spend the rest of my life thanking you. Are you ready to try again?” A smirk crossed my lips.
“Try again for what, Alex?”
“Another baby.”
“Ha, you’re funny.” She pointed at me. “Athena is two months old, and you want another one already?”
“I want as many children with you as you’re willing to give, babe.”
“How many?” Her brows furrowed.
“Maybe two or three.” I grinned.
“How about we get through the first year with the one we have and discuss it then, big guy.” She patted my back.
“You really want to wait a year?”
“Uh, yes.”
“Okay. I can live with that but mark my words. By this time next year, you will be pregnant again.”
“We’ll see, my love.”
“I love you, Hannah.”
“I love you more, Alex,” she said as we stared at the calm ocean water.
Lucy walked over and sat on my other side, taking her sister from my lap and holding her. I stared at her for a moment and then looked over at Hannah, who sat there with a bright smile on her face. This was my family, and I would protect them at any cost.