Page 331 of By His Vow

“Oh my god,” she sobs, tears immediately falling as she stares down at him.

Moving closer, I rest my hand over hers on his chest.

“He’s perfect, baby. You’re perfect.”

“I love him so much,” she hiccups.

“Me too, Tate. Me too. Both of you are my everything,” I say before leaning over her and pressing a kiss on her brow.

Long before Tatum is ready to lose him, the midwife lifts him from her chest, and another appears as if from out of nowhere so they can weigh him and check Tatum over.

After a couple of stitches, they cover her in the dressing gown from her hospital bag and return our boy—now wrapped in a soft yellow blanket—onto her chest. He’s been weighed and checked over, but despite deciding to come out a little early, he’s in perfect health and ready to take on the world.

“Ready to have a go at feeding him?” the midwife asks.

Tatum nods eagerly, although her eyes never leave our boy.

The midwife talks her through how to do it, and like any good Callahan man, he picks it up super fast.

“I’ll leave you three alone for a little bit. Call if you need anything,” the midwife says before slipping from the room.

“Well,” I say, “that was?—”

“Unexpected,” Tate finishes for me. “Do you think Liam is still talking about that graph?”

I can’t help but bark out laughing.

“Who cares? The most important thing right now is that I was right,” I preen. “And you know what that means?”

Tatum groans.

“I get to choose our little man’s name.”

We agreed early on that if we had a girl, Tatum would name her, and if I was right and we had a boy then I would. I’ve been teasing her with terrible name suggestions ever since.

But the truth is, I’ve known from the very beginning what I wanted to call our son. I just have to hope she agrees.

Taking in a deep breath, I prepare to tell her.

I could have before now, but I didn’t want her to veto it before she’d met him and understood why it was the right one.

“Okay, well…welcome to the world, Princeton Warner Callahan.”

Tatum sobs before dropping her lips to the top of his head.

“You like it?” I ask nervously.

“I love it. It’s perfect. I love you, King.”

“I love you too, baby. And you, little man. You’ve no idea what’s in store for you.”

Lorelei

Tatum and Kingston’s wedding night

“You look lonely.” The deep, familiar voice rumbles through me as his shadow swallows me whole.?

Sucking in a deep, hopefully calming breath through my nose, I close my eyes and pray for strength.?