The Billionaires Mistress (25 page)

As the door had again opened, their looks had once more flown to it, this time both jumping to their feet as Ryan had moved into the area. He had looked so happy, his whole features glowing, his eyes sparking with moisture as he had rushed over to the other two.

“It’s a girl” he had said huskily, his face showing the wonder of the news.

“I have a little girl”.

Tom and Tara had broken into congratulations giving him large hugs as he had stood so emotional.

“How is Jenna?” Tara had asked smiling, seeing as his eyes had moved to her.

“She is good........very good, but tired” he had smiled.

“My God she was amazing” his eyes showing the magnitude of his love for his wife as he had smiled softly, briefly remembering the past couple of years.

A year after they had once more moved in together Jenna and Ryan had been married, Tom being his best man as Tara had been her matron of honour, similar roles as they had played six months previously for them. Ryan had always been thankful that the two had found each other again, the thought of life without Jenna unbearable to him. When only months after the wedding they had discovered that she was pregnant, it had been the icing on their cake and now the arrival of their baby girl had sealed their happiness.

“Do you have a name?” Tom had asked, slapping his brother on the back gently, his own eyes misting over at the news of his niece’s birth. Looking down at Tara he had gently patted her stomach, knowing that their baby was due any day now too, both women not sure who would be the first to deliver.

Ryan had nodded softly.

“Yeah, Angela” he had replied, a dopey smile once more coming to his face.

“Our little angel” the other two smiling with approval, before he had wiped a tear from his eye.

“I...better get back”, suddenly needing to be with his family, needing to be with Jenna. Tom had hugged him once more, before Ryan had rushed back.

Entering the private room, Ryan had felt the love and emotion swamp him once more, as Jenna sat upright on the bed, their little angel in her arms. She had looked up at him, the large smile on her lips causing her features to glow with happiness as he had moved over to gently kiss her before dropping a small kiss on his daughter’s head.

Once more Ryan had looked deeply into Jenna’s eyes, and as he had done every day since they had found each other again he had whispered gently to her.

“I love you Jen Trudeau” smiling as she had grinned back at him, her eyes dancing with love and mischief, before whispering back, “Ditto Ryan Trudeau” both laughing happily together.