For as long as Evelyn had known John, she was pretty sure that she’d never seen him cry. Sure there were moments when he’d come close, but much like right now, he always seemed to compose himself. Not that she was trying to break John or anything when she revealed the full name of their child, she just could tell that it made him a tad bit emotional from the way his voice rasped and how he fell silent. “I was hoping you’d like it.” Evelyn smiled at softly fingers moving from his hair to his back, which she began to scratch lightly with her nails in a soothing manner. She chuckled softly at his final statement and shook her head. “So you knew when I showed up at your door that this was all going to happen? You’re such a nut, John.” Evelyn teased, playfully pinching his shoulder. Maybe Evelyn was a tad bit slow to catch on, but even though she knew she couldn’t shake John Bradford after one night like she thought she would be able to, she didn’t think that years down the line they’d be married and expecting a child. At least not right away. “But regardless of your craziness, I’m really happy we’re here. You are aware that you’ve made every dream I’ve possibly had come true, right? God knows where I’d be if I hadn’t found you.”
John couldn’t quite shake the stranglehold her words had on his emotions. Despite his bravado, John had never been loved the way Evelyn loves him. He was sure his siblings, deep down inside, loved him. He knew his mother did. He doubted if his father ever had. But with Evelyn, it was like she’d become his new motivation to live, breathe, and exist. He never told her in those words because if there was one thing he knew about his wife, if was that you can’t place your expectations on her. You couldn’t make her into what you wanted her to be. Couldn’t make her feel what you wanted her to feel. Adam had tried that and he lost out. John had even tried it himself earlier on and found out the hard way. She was her own woman. Throwing too many emotions on her would probably make her even more emotional. All this was to distract himself from crying. The rambling in his head was to stop the tears he felt forming. Lifting his head, John kissed moved to relax against the pillows before kissing Evelyn’s arm. “You made your own dreams come true. Let’s not give me too much credit. I am happy to be along for the ride though. Now, him?” Pointing down at Evelyn’s stomach, John managed a grin before turning onto his side to be closer to her. “Him, I helped make possible. I can take partial credit for that.”
