you won't forget." She handed him the bag, her smile lighting up her face as she waited for him to open it. He eyed her cautiously, dipping his fingers inside and retrieving a long white stick. He frowned, his heart kicking into overdrive as he zoomed in on the two pink lines. "You're…?" Erin nodded, chewing on her lower lip. "We're having another…?" She giggled. "Yes." "Holy shit!" he exclaimed, tossing the stick onto the floor and wrapping his arms around her. So many people would say this was all too soon. They would deny this could be real, but they were all wrong. Leo had found his hope when he'd crashed his car into Erin's, and time would only make them stronger. Time and a much bigger apartment.
The End
About the Author
M. A. Stacie is never without a book or her eReader. A voracious reader, with a passion for sexy, yet angst ridden novels, she loves getting lost in new worlds. Her need to write did not grip her until after her second son was born, when her previous rambles became fully fledged stories.
She describes herself as one huge contradiction, and though not the most conventional of hobbies, she counts getting new tattoos as one of hers. Along with knitting, listening to loud music and playing the Wii with her children. M. A. Stacie lives in the UK with her husband and two sons.