Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

The baby was so small, but to Ludwik, she felt heavy-almost burning hot in his arms.

Just then, Whitney glanced up, dark eyes swirling, and looked at him. She spoke gently to their daughter, "Your daddy wants to hold you, sweetheart. He's missed you. But even though you know him so well, you can't let him hold you for too long. He's still recovering."

Ludwik listened to her soft voice, feeling a wave of emotion crash over him.

She handed the baby to him herself, her slender arms lingering, brushing against his strong shoulder, soft and warm. She was so clever, always understanding what he needed, even when he couldn't say it.

His heart melted—this tenderness was hers, a gift just for him.

He gazed down at the tiny baby girl, cradled in his big, protective arms. She looked so fragile, but he could hold all the love in the world for her.

Her little lips twitched.

Those big, bright eyes, strikingly dark on her tiny face, stared at her mom, as if she was answering Whitney with her gaze.

And then-she smiled.

"She's smiling! Mom, I think she's really smiling!" Danny blurted out excitedly.

Sammy, always the wise one, nodded. "She only smiles when she sees Mom. Our mom must be the prettiest ever! And now she's got Dad holding her and Mom beside her of course she's happy. Right, Danny?"

yeah, she must feel

look; it was rare for Danny to catch on so

corners of his eyes. His hands tightened just

look up, but even

He asked, "She looks

but her answer was practical.

Then she noticed how

You just had to rush over to. See

yourself paralyzed? Don't be

you don't get to see who she takes after because you wind up in

like he was on a rollercoaster.

you hit me with

with common sense knows you shouldn't be in a wheelchair

said this, Whitney glanced at Parker, who stood

to

his temple. Even now, he looked unfairly

kandsome,

my own body?