Page 13 of Bunny Vibes
Epilogue
Olivia
Iwatched my badass rockstar husband cradle his newborn daughter gently in his arms. He was singing to her, and the lullaby was slowly putting my tired body to sleep. But I fought it because I didn’t want to miss a second of this beautiful moment. Not when I was afraid that if I blinked, I would suddenly be back in that hallway, staring at Spencer and realizing this had been another one of my fantasies.
Spencer must have read my mind somehow, which he frequently did, much to my annoyance and his amusement. He walked to my bedside and placed a soft kiss on my damp forehead. “Get some rest, baby. We’ll be right here when you wake up.”
Finally, the exhaustion from giving birth overtook me, and I fell asleep. When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the sight of Spencer sprawled in the chair next to my bed. He was asleep with Claire cuddled to his chest.
She seemed very content, but her deep blue eyes were watching me, and her tiny lips were moving, letting me know she was getting hungry. I was glad I woke before the nurse gave her a bottle in an effort to help me recover. It didn’t matter how tired I was; I couldn’t wait to snuggle my baby girl and feed her.
A PA entered the room and smiled when she saw I was awake. “Ready to try nursing?” she asked as she helped me adjust the bed into a higher reclining position. I nodded eagerly and was about to ask her to try not to disturb Spencer when she tried to pick up Claire. Before I said anything, Spencer was standing next to me, smiling like he’d been handed the keys to the universe.
“How you feeling, baby?” he murmured as he whispered a kiss over my temple.
“Perfect,” I sighed happily.
Spencer transferred Claire into my arms, and once she was settled and eating, he scooted onto the bed beside me. He slid an arm around my shoulders, and we watched our daughter with awe.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
I raised my brow and looked up at him in surprise. “For what?”
“For giving me this life. Our daughter. For forgiving me for being a jackass and giving us a chance. And forgiving me whenever I do stupid guy shit and act like a jackass again.”
I giggled and laid my head on his chest. “You make up for it in the bedroom,” I teased.
Spencer chuckled and used a finger to lift my chin so he could see my face. “So, you only love me for my cock?”
I winked and shook my head. “Nah, your tongue and fingers are pretty good too.”
This time he laughed heartily, jostling me, and Claire lifted her head as though to glare at him for interrupting mealtime.
“I love you because you’re you, Spencer Jackson,” I said softly, smiling happily. “Because even though you aren’t perfect, you’re perfect for me.”
His blue eyes turned warm, and I felt the love in his gaze, making me feel cherished. “I love you too, Olivia Jackson. You’re too perfect for me, but I’m never letting you go.”
The End