This is what I had first in mind for cheesybalone's prompt but, I've been carried away. So, here's a little epilogue to the story. Happy Valentine's Day again!

Epilogue

"Mommy! Mommy!"

Sybil woke up with a startle at her daughter's cries. She must have been very tired because she didn't even notice she had fallen asleep on the beach. The last thing she remembered was watching her handsome husband walking to the sea, a saucy smile on his lips, his body clad in his swim suit. Now, a squealing Saoirse was jumping in the sand in front of her, excitedly pointing at something behind her.

She pulled herself up on her elbow to look at what her daughter wanted to show her, trying to extract herself from her slumbering state.

"What is it, Darling?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Look! Look at what me and Daddy did for you!"

Sybil frowned and looked behind her daughter but couldn't see anything aside from Tom standing proudly several feet away, a smile on his lips. He waved at her and she mechanically waved back.

"You need to get up!" insisted Saoirse.

She reached for her mother's hands and helped her to get up then pulled her after her in the direction of where Tom was waiting.

"Look, Mommy!" exclaimed the little girl. "Isn't it beautiful? I helped Daddy and drew the arrow."

She was beaming at her, waiting expectantly for her mother's reaction.

Sybil looked at the giant heart drawn on the sand and the arrow going through it and, mortified, she felt tears in her eyes. She was so moved by it that she didn't know what to say. "Damned hormones," she thought.

"Mommy? Don't you like it?" asked a little worried voice.

Sybil finally looked down to her daughter who was watching her intently and just picked her up and hugged her tightly.

"It's beautiful, my Darling, thank you. I'm very touched," she breathed, loudly kissing her daughter's cheek.

"Daddy made the heart. I think you should thank him too," said Saoirse, turning into her mother's arms to look at her father.

Tom was standing a few feet away, watching his girls with a lump in his throat.

"Come here," Sybil said gently to him with a smile and opening an arm, still holding Saoirse with the other.

Tom walked to her and accepted the embrace before reaching for his daughter. He didn't think that Sybil should hold too much weight too long regarding her pregnancy.

"I love you," Tom breathed before kissing her lips.

"I love you too," said Saoirse before her mother could answer her father.

"I love you both, very, very much," breathed Sybil emotionally.

Tom tightened his hold on his little family and the three of them stayed embraced on the beach, the last addition to the Branson family still growing in its mother's belly, safely protected between them. Under the Irish sun and lulled with the sound of waves, it was a lovely way to end a lovely day. Even if Tom and Sybil knew that more was to come for them when the night begins to take over Dublin.

The end