"This is perfect. There's no way you could make this news any better than it is, my love." And he meant that sincerely. Because what did it matter how she delivered the news? He was going to be a father. They were going to be parents. Together. He couldn't think of anything more perfect that could have become a part of his life right now.
"Nine months is going to seem far too long. Though," he added because it seemed necessary, "I am aware I am in for the somewhat easier journey."
He laughed when she said it was nine hundred years too late. "I do believe the expresion better late than never exists for a reason. And in this case it certainly applies." His smile grew again, and his forehead rested against hers. "I love you. So much."