Epilogue - Sutton

One Year Later

Having a three-month-old baby on our first wedding anniversary wasn't something we expected, but neither was having a last-minute, spur-of-the-moment double wedding with our best friends. But we wouldn't have it any other way.

"There are my two favorite girls." Ryan kisses our daughter's tiny head before placing his lips against mine. "How's little Molly doing today?" He strokes our baby's cheek, and her eyes flutter, but she stays asleep.

"Much better now." We spent most of the night taking turns walking the floor with Molly. She was suffering from a bit of gas that kept us all awake until around three o'clock in the morning, when she let out a huge burp and a loud toot before settling town in Ryan's arms with a content sigh. Making us both laugh like a couple of pre-teen boys.

"That's good. I want her to enjoy Christmas Eve with her cousin Tara."

That's another thing we didn't expect—Seth and Lucy having a baby girl on the same day we had our little girl.

"Oh, I'm sure their grandparents will spoil them rotten."

One more thing we didn't expect was for Seth and Lucy to move to Wintervale, a few miles down the road from us. Ryan and Seth opened their own law firm in town. While Lucy and I got jobs at the local hospital, where we met some great new nurse friends.

The final surprise came when all four of our parents retired and moved to Wintervale. They said it was because they wanted to be closer to us, but we all know it was to be closer to their granddaughters.

"And how's this little one doing?" Ryan sits beside me on the couch and places his hand on my stomach.

"This little one has been taking it easy on mommy. I haven't had one bout of morning sickness with this pregnancy—unlike little Miss Molly." I stroke Molly's strawberry-colored hair. It seems she will be a big sister sooner than we expected.

We only learned about the new addition to our family two weeks ago. It seems Ryan and I are extremely fertile. It must run in the family since Seth and Lucy are also expecting another baby around the same time as our new little one.

Ryan slings his arm around my shoulders and pulls me tight against his side—with Molly cradled between us. "Thank you for giving me such amazing gifts." He kisses Molly's head, then leans down and kisses my still-flat stomach before kissing my lips. "I love you, Shortcake."

"And I love you, my not-so-tiny wiener."

The rumble of his laughter fills the room, and I count my lucky stars that I never stopped wanting my brother's best friend for Christmas.

-The End-