Page 39 of Bring Him Home

He pulls away, moving down my body, kissing the scar on the center of my chest that I’ve had since I was a baby. He then moves down to kiss the small baby bump that is barely forming. Drake looks up at me and I give him the dimples that he loves so much. I smile, knowing that he is my home. I smile, knowing that even though the doctors saved my life so many years ago that Drake was the one to show me where my heart truly belonged.