Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Richard

pov.

The idea for the day trip had been brewing in my mind for a while. Sarah had been carrying so much-literally and figuratively-during the past few months.

She deserved a break. Honestly, I figured I could use one, too. With everything going on, we hadn't had much time to just enjoy each other's company.

"I thought we could check out that little town near the lake," I suggested over breakfast. She was halfway through her toast, her hair a mess from sleeping in, and I thought she looked absolutely beautiful. "A day trip?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, just you, me, and the open road. No baby books, no nursery planning, no thinking about anything except having fun."

Sarah tilted her head, a slow smile spreading across her face. "I like it. But only if you let me pick the music."

"Deal," I said, though I instantly regretted it when I remembered her obsession with those slow, weepy love songs.

By mid-morning, we were cruising down the highway, her playlist filling the car with soft, sappy ballads.

I kept my grumbling to myself. She looked out the window, humming along, her hand resting on her bump. Every now and then, I caught her glancing at me with a small, secret smile. "What?" I finally asked, curious.

"Nothing," she said, shaking her head. "Just... I'm happy."

That made me smile, too. "Good. That's the whole point of today."

The little town was even more charming than I remembered. Cobblestone streets, colorful storefronts, and the faint smell of fresh bread wafting from a nearby bakery.

like stepping into

found a boutique with tiny baby clothes, and of course,

she said, holding up a onesie with the words Future CEO printed on it. "Isn't this

and optimistic," I

the text on it made me laugh quietly. I Get My Charm from

that?" she asked when she saw me returning with

snacks," I lied, keeping the bag

suspicious

was a mix of laughter and lighthearted arguments about

café with outdoor seating. Sarah ordered a sandwich bigger than her head, and

hungry pregnant woman,"

time we left the cafe, she was in such a good mood that she didn't even complain when I insisted on

baby boutique," I said, holding up a ridiculously large

eyes again but

the time we got home, it was early evening, and we were both tired but happy. Sarah went straight to the couch, kicking off her shoes and stretching out with a satisfied sigh. "Today was perfect," she said, closing

sitting beside her. "But it's not

eye, curious.

out the little bag from the baby boutique and handed it to her. "Just

up with excitement. "You sneaky-what is

and

onesie. As soon as