I smiled again as I thought about that. God, Kiera pregnant with my child…holding a miniature version of her in my arms…what a great image. “Yeah…a girl, or a boy, would be fine, but…yeah, I do want kids.” With you. And only you.

She laughed a little, then whispered, “Me too.” The sound was full of longing, and hearing it made my smile widen. It was so nice to be on the same page again.

A warm silence fell between us, then Kiera sighed. “I should go…are we good?”

Her comment made me laugh. “I didn’t convince you of that before I left? Really? You…sounded convinced.” I paused, smiling as I pictured her flushed face, then I said, “Yeah, Kiera…I think we’re better than we’ve ever been, actually.”

“Even with Denny being back in town?”

I tried to find some part of me that was still worried about him, but it just…wasn’t there. If she hadn’t done anything with him during our darkest moment, when she’d been pretty sure I’d been cheating on her, then I just couldn’t picture her doing anything with him now. We were too…as Evan had once said—solid.

A soft, content sigh escaped me. “Yeah, even with Denny in town. I don’t know, Kiera, but Denny just doesn’t worry me anymore. Maybe…maybe I really do trust you.”

She exhaled in relief. “Oh, I’m so glad to hear you say that, Kellan, because there really is nothing there. No one…no one compares to you, Kellan. No one even comes close.”

I had to close my eyes as a rush of desire—and love—went through me. “God, you’re making me wish we were back in my bed when you say stuff like that.” Kiera let out an adorable giggle, and I softly laughed. “I feel the same way, Kiera. No one comes close to you in my eyes…no one.”

“I love you. I’ll see you in a few weeks.”

I smiled, excited and impatient to see her again. “Okay, I love you too.”

Shoving my phone back in my pocket, I took a minute to cherish the happiness inside me, to wrap myself around the multiple wonderful futures that were now possible for Kiera and me. Living with her again, marrying her, having children with her…I felt like I could do anything with her firmly beside me, and when I heard my phone chirp with another message—a message that I just knew was from Gavin—it barely even fazed me. With Kiera in on the secret, supporting me through the pain, ignoring him was so much easier. I should have told her from the beginning.