(Landon)
As I held Micah close, feeling his chest rise and fall beneath me, my mind raced with thoughts of what came next.
Every time I looked at him, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was.
I wanted to keep this moment forever. No more hesitation, no more doubts.
Micah’s fingers traced soft patterns along my back, and I closed my eyes, relishing in the sensation.
He was mine, and I wanted to make it even more official. Beyond the mark on his neck and the baby we shared.
“Micah…” I whispered, my voice catching in my throat as I pulled back slightly to look at him.
“Hm?” He hummed sleepily, his eyes heavy with contentment.
“I need to ask you something,” I said, my heart thudding against my chest.
He blinked, those soft brown eyes locking onto mine.
“What is it?” he asked, his voice
