JD sat there, unmoving, staring down at her peaceful face.
He had never, in his life, experienced something like this.
And strangely… he didn't hate it.
He blinked down at her, stunned, his arms instinctively wrapping around her in a protective hold.
Huh.
A quiet smile tugged at his lips.
His eyes wandered unconsciously to the kitchen, drawn to the sight of Joanne moving about, effortlessly taking care of things. The warmth of the baby against his chest, the quietness of the moment—it stirred something in him he had never felt before. How good would it be to have a family of my own… with her?
The thought came unbidden, yet it settled deep within him, refusing to be dismissed.
