“He’s a handful, that’s for sure.” He brushed his lips against mine. “I have a feeling his wolf will end up being just as dominant as mine when he grows up. Be prepared for some interesting times when he’s a teenager and all that testosterone starts flowing through his system.”
I pressed his palm against my slightly rounded belly. “Maybe we should hope for another girl this time around.”
He bent low to press a kiss over the spot where our third baby was growing. “Nah, I’ll take whatever you give me and be damn happy, sweetheart.”
I ruffled my fingers through his thick hair. “Another perfect answer, just like always.”
“Only because fate did me a solid and gave me the most perfect mate in the entire world, and I’ve been thanking my lucky stars ever since.”
I couldn’t agree more since I’d ended up with an amazing husband and the family I’d always wanted. “Me too, handsome.”