She nodded and kissed her baby’s head. “It was worth it.”
Andrew’s eyes gleamed with pride as he looked down at his son. “Another night to remember.”
Nicky laughed softly, ignoring the medical professionals bustling around them. This night was the culmination of the best year of her life. She and Andrew had been married for ten months, having taken all their friends and family by surprise with their impulsive elopement.
Nicole had quit her waitressing job and devoted her time to beginning her new career as a wife and mother. Someday, when little Marcus—and maybe another little Tyler—had started school, she would try her hand at professional decorating.
Andrew had encouraged her to do whatever she wanted, promising to give her all the help and moral support she needed. He’d already cut back his own hours at his office, freeing more of his weekends to be with her. But for now, it was her choice to concentrate on her family.
It was what she had always enjoyed most—taking care of the ones she loved.
She hadn’t regretted her decision for a moment. She’d never been happier. And, as she looked down at her child, she knew she would never be more fulfilled.
“I can’t promise that every New Year’s Eve will be as exciting as the last two have been,” she murmured, looking up at her husband.
His smile was heart-stoppingly beautiful. “As long as we’re together, I have all the excitement I need,” he replied deeply.
“I’ll make sure of that,” she promised, and lifted her face for his loving kiss.