“I know. I took the second test just before the wedding. It’s for sure. I’m pregnant.”

Trex glanced at my bridesmaids and man. Carly held up the test. “We’ve got a new Trexler on the way!”

Trex held his fists in the air and yelled in triumph.

The guests clapped then began standing, giving us an ovation.

“Pronounce us, Reverend, please!” Trex begged.

“I … pronounce you husband and wife!” Reverend Lewis said, a little flustered, but loudly and quickly.

Trex grabbed me and planted a kiss, his tongue sliding between my lips, his arms enveloping me.

The guests cheered louder, and our wedding party joined in.

Trex took Maddie from Carly, and we bounced together. Maddie belly-laughed, hugging her daddy tight. She had no clue why we were so happy, but she mushed Trex’s cheeks with her chubby hands and pecked a tear falling down his cheek.

“Take her, take her, take her,” he said quickly, handing her over to me.

I held her close, watching him bend over and grab his knees, trying to catch his breath as his groomsmen patted him on the back.

“Are you all right?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said, taking deep breaths between laughs. “I just didn’t think this day could get any better, babe. Just taking it all in. I’ll be fine.

Tyler Maddox raised his arms. “This man needs a drink! Let’s get our party on!”

Everyone cheered, and our little family was led to the reception tent in a caravan, the energy so high and so overwhelming half of everyone there were in tears.

After the last person in the receiving line, a woman approached us. She was a tiny thing, but her eyes were calculating, her long, shiny dark hair and slick tailored suit told a distinct story of her personality, but she seemed to be there for a purpose.

“Trex?” I said, picking up Maddie.

The woman was standing a few feet away—at our wedding—and I had never met her before. Part of me wondered if she’d known Shawn, and instinctively, I took a half-step behind Trex, shielding our daughter.

Trex glanced at me, and it was obvious he didn’t know her either. “Hi,” he said, curiosity in his voice.

“I’m Special Agent Liis Lindy. I had your desk in the San Diego federal building for about five seconds before I was promoted.”

“Congratulations?” Naomi said, noticeably perturbed.

Trex shook her hand. “Nice to meet you, Liis. Why are you here?”

She glanced at Taylor and Tyler. “It had to be me. The special agent in charge sends his best wishes for you both.”

“Who?” I asked.

Trex leaned into my ear. “I’ll explain later.”

“And of course, I offer my congratulations to you, Darby,” Liis said to me with a controlled smile.

“Thank you,” I said.