From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 306

Chapter 306

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I placed the pregnancy tests neatly on the nightstand–in case I was still in the shower when he got home so he’d see

them instantly.

That thought made my heart skip.

He’d come home, tired from work, loosen his tie, glance over and see the proof of the tiny life we created growing inside

1. me. He’s going to be so happy. I can already imagine that stunned grin of his…

The image made me smile so hard my cheeks hurt.

I undressed and stepped into the bathroom, the steam curling around me instantly. The mirror fogged up blurring my

reflection, but I still caught the faint outline of my hand as I placed it over my stomach.

“You’re really in there,” I whispered. “This is crazy.” A laugh bubbled out of me before I could stop it. “I’m finally going to

be a mom.”

I squealed, covering my mouth. Then I did the only reasonable thing a newly pregnant, overly emotional fiancée could do

-I pampered myself senseless.

I shaved, waxed, exfoliated–every inch of me was smooth and soft. My skin glowed by the time I was done, scented faintly

of vanilla and lily of the valley. Roman always said I smelled good and I wanted him to say that again tonight.

When I finally turned off the shower, a pleasant exhaustion washed over me. I wrapped a towel around myself and smiled

at my reflection. “He’s going to lose his mind when he finds out,” I whispered.

Maybe he’d lift me up and spin me around like in those cheesy romance movies. Maybe he’d be too stunned to react. Or

maybe he’d just kiss me so deeply I’d forget how to breathe.

I laughed softly at the thought. “God, I love that man.”

But as soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I paused.

Roman was already there.

He stood in the middle of our bedroom, still in his work clothes, tje gone, sleeves rolled up. The light caught his eyes. And in his hands–the pregnancy tests.

“Roman…” I breathed, my heart skipping.

He looked up at me slowly, eyes glassy, lips parted like he’d forgotten how to speak. For a moment, I couldn’t move. I’d never seen him like this before–his emotions so raw like his entire composure was cracked wide open.

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“Hey,” I said softly, a nervous laugh escaping. “You saw them.”

His voice trembled a little when he finally spoke. “You’re truly pregnant?”

I nodded, tears welling up in my eyes. “Yes. But I’m still getting another one tomorrow at the hospital to know how far

along I am. Still, I wanted you to know.”

He took a step closer, still holding the tests. “Savannah…” His voice broke, and he laughed through it. “We’re actually

having a baby.”

The tears spilled over then. I saw the first one drop.

“Yes.” I whispered, smiling through my own. “We are.”

Before I could say another word, he crossed the room in two strides and wrapped me in his arms, pulling me tight against

his chest. The tests fell from his hands onto the floor with a small clatter, forgotten.

“I can’t believe this.” He whispered. His shoulders shook. For a heartbeat, I didn’t realize what was happening–then I felt

it, hot and wet against my neck.

Roman was crying.

I froze, stunned. Roman never cried. Not when things fell apart. Not when he was broken. Not when life threw every storm

at him. But now, here he was–my unshakable, stoic Roman–crying in my arms over two pink lines and the confirmation

that in a few months he would be holding his own child in his arms.

Something inside me cracked wide open.

I cupped his face, brushing away the tears with shaking hands. “Hey, hey… it’s okay.”

He laughed again. “I’m sorry. I just… I can’t believe this. You–us–this.” He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes

shining. “You’ve given me everything I never thought I’d want and now I feel like I don’t deserve it. None of it, Sav.”

The words hit me like a punch straight to the chest. “Roman,” I whispered, tears blurring my vision. “You deserve this. You

deserve all of it.”

He kissed me then–slow, deep, reverent. Like I was something precious.

And in that moment, nothing else existed. Not the fear, not the past, not the chaos outside this room. Just us–two people standing in the middle of a tiny miracle, crying and laughing all at once.

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