be mine?
She can’t help but smile at David, hearing their child, their beautiful boy, gurgling excitedly on the floor with his blocks. He was growing so fast, stacking the blocks like a champ and clapping his little hands at his accomplishment. And she was proud, as she knew David was proud. The thought of Valentine’s Day hadn’t entered her mind properly, not really until those two words had come tumbling out of David’s mouth. And that only made her smile grow. Her hand reached out for his, bringing it to her lips and kissing it softly, each knuckle, and then at his palm — she kissed him there the most tenderly. “You really gotta ask that?” she asked, smiling up at him as she laid his palm at her stomach, the child growing inside her, though she wasn’t showing quite yet — she knew their second child was growing. “I’m always yours, David. I always have been, ever since the first night we kissed... I’m always yours.” Her hand reached out to touch at his cheek, leaning forward to giving him a kiss at his lips. “And I always will be.”
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