Page 56 of Her Wild Cowboy Billionaire

The best day of her life and she knew, looking over at the man next to her, that every new day would be better than the one before. She leaned back into the white leather seat, closed her eyes, and smiled.

And all was right with the world.

Epilogue

Seven months later

Cherry Hills Village, Denver, Colorado

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Willow didn’t want to get up. She looked at the clock atop the bureau. Three in the morning. No wonder she didn’t want to get up. But nature was calling, and she didn’t have the luxury of waiting when that happened.

Just as she stood, warm fluid gushed down the inside of her legs. “Oh, dear.”

“Willow?” Travis’s arm lay where she’d just been. He leaned up and looked at her with half-closed eyes. “What’s going on?”

“My water just broke.”

His eyes popped open. “The baby is coming. Now?”

She stood with her hand on her belly. “No, we’ve got a long while yet. Go back to sleep. I’ll wake you when it’s time.”

He swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat up. “Like I could go back to sleep now. Are you having contractions?”

“Yes, but not regularly yet.”

“Why don’t you go clean yourself up and I’ll get the floor.” He followed her to the bathroom. He grabbed a bath towel from the linen closet and went back out to the bedroom.

She got a washcloth, washed herself from the waist down and dried her body before grabbing a robe from the closet on her way into the bedroom. Suddenly a strong pain hit, and she stopped and placed a hand on the closet’s door jamb to brace herself. She cried out.

Travis rushed to her side. “Do you want to walk for a bit?”

She nodded, then stilled until the pain passed. “That’s probably a good idea. Things seem to be progressing faster than with Mindy.”

Their bedroom was enormous. An open design with the bed on one end of the rectangular room. Then an open-sided fireplace with the bed on one side and a two-person Jacuzzi bathtub on the other side in the middle of the room. The double sink and toilet were in a separate room, then finally, the double walk-in closet.

Willow walked from the bed around the fireplace to the closet and back, making a long oval.

Travis walked with her, an arm around her waist, supporting her as much as he could.

He spoke softly. “You can do it. You’re fine and that baby is fine, too. You’ll see.”

She put on a dress that buttoned down the front and went downstairs to walk around there. She was hungry, but knew she couldn’t eat. Not this close to giving birth.

Travis preceded her down the stairs, going slowly and making sure she was steady on her legs.

They walked and walked for hours, making circles from the dining room to the kitchen to the living room again and again. She called her parents and had them come and get Mindy.

Now her pains were coming every five minutes.

“Travis. It’s time.”

“Okay.” He helped her out to the foyer. “I’ll bring the Tahoe around to the front. You just wait here.”

She leaned her back against the hidden door to the coat closet. “I’m not going anywhere. Oh, get my overnight bag.”

“I’ll get it.” He ran to the stairs and was back in a few minutes.