86-Fire
The soft light flickered against the walls of the cabin and she turned in his arms, arching her neck as he trailed kisses across it. "What are you thinking about, Sweetheart?"
He smiled and captured her lips with his, pulling her close to him beneath the sheets. "How happy I am. This is so romantic with the warm fire, the snow falling outside, alone in this cabin with an angel in my arms. I couldn't be happier."
She grinned and ran her fingers through his hair. "Are you certain about that? Because I have some news."
"What news?"
"I'm pregnant."