Cassidy sat on Sunshine, watching the sunset, feeling … like everything was in front of her. Gently, she put her hand on her lower stomach and smiled, she hadn’t told him yet, but she knew he’d be ecstatic. Was it too fast?

She thought about the past six months. Throwing caution to the wind, she and Anthony had gone back to Dallas and planned a small wedding at the ranch. Of course, when it came to the Kincaids, nothing was ever that small. She honestly hadn’t cared about the fuss, all she could really remember was the moment her father walked her down the isle, a proud smile on his face, looking young and happier then she’d seen him look in a long, long time. Then, Anthony’s face, how he took her hands into his and it felt… like they were flying, riding their horses faster and faster and laughing like teenagers.

It was … everything.

She heard a horse galloping, and with a jolt of surprise she turned to see Anthony riding toward her, looking like one of those knights in shining armor in one of those romance movies. Happiness surged within her and she couldn’t stop herself, giving Sunshine a jab in the ribs she took off.

The problem was, Biscuit was faster than Sunshine and he caught up to her. “Cassidy!” he shouted.

She kept going, laughing. “Quit chasing me!”

He laughed too, keeping pace with her. “Stop, woman!”

For a few moments they kept on, head to head. It was inevitable she would have to face him. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed him slow down, and she stopped Sunshine to let him catch up.

His horse circled hers, finally stopping next to her. A bright smile filled his face. “You left your phone and a publisher called, they want to publish you!”

Joy filled her. “What?”

Dismounting from his horse, he reached for her hand and then her waist, helping her down. “Cassidy,” he muttered and kissed her neck.

She batted him away, loving his constant attention to her. “What did they say?”

He laughed again and kissed her, not letting her squirm out of it.

She laughed against him, giving into his kiss, feeling all the past, not just the ten years before, but the past few weeks circle her. She thought of how being with him was the most right she’d ever felt. She pushed him back. “What did they say?”

He laughed again.

He leaned forward, kissing her on the forehead, and took her hand in his. “That it’s good and they want it.” His eyes sparkled.

She laughed, letting it fill her whole chest. “Ohmygosh. I can’t believe it.”

He picked her up and twirled her. “Believe it—good is always coming!” He said in an announcer voice.

She loved being with him, the strength of him. Their eyes met and it was what it always was with him … timeless.

He put her down and wiggled his eyebrows. “Let’s head back and take the old men out and celebrate.”

She and Anthony, at her father’s request, had built a house a half a mile down from him. At first, she hadn’t been sure Anthony would want to move, but he’d loved the idea. Honestly, he was out riding more then she was.

“Wait,” she said, holding him tighter and not moving. “I have to tell you something.”

Seeming to do a quick evaluation of her, he narrowed his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

She wanted to play with him and do the whole poker face thing, but, as he told her all the time, he’d always been able to read her. So she bursted out. “We’re pregnant.”

It was something they’d been wanting, hoping for … but his face went agog for a moment and then she saw him actually tear up.

It was quite the moment when she could extract tears from him and she leaned into him, loving this amazing, tender man.

His arms secured her next to him, keeping her close. “Wow.” His breath was on her head. Seeming to digest this information, he kept holding her. “You shouldn’t be on a horse, you shouldn’t be really walking or … I think I’ll carry you home.” He swooped down and picked her up like he was carrying her over the altar.

She giggled. “Put me down you oaf, I’m fine. I’m only eight weeks along.”

He stopped and she could see the wheels grinding in his head. “We’re having a baby.” He said all syrupy, the same way he spoke to Kade’s baby boy sometimes.

She grinned. “Yes we are. And we’ll be first time parents. And get a first chance.”

He kept her in his arms and kissed her. “I like the sound of that.”