My somedays were all coming true.
I’d wanted to fly and I had. In more ways than one.
I gazed at Cuba. He immediately put down his bowl and came over to me.
He titled my chin up, hitting me with those drop-dead gorgeous eyes. “What is it?”
I shook my head, emotional. “You’re never going anywhere other than right here, are you?”
He smiled softly and brushed his lips against mine. “Never. I can’t imagine being anywhere else but right here with you and my new family. And someday, I’ll be a doctor, and you’ll dance as a principal. Best part is we’ll be married. We’ll have babies, of course, maybe four; at least three.”
I gaped, and he chuckled.
“Babies,” Sarah called out, and oh, I laughed.
Yes, yes, yes. Someday.
The End