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23. Alice Benette
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2026-01-27 21:41:37
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A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 100. Alice Benette
Saturday morning dawned clear and golden, as if the sky knew it was a special day. I sat on the cabin porch with a cup of tea in my hands, watching the commotion below, feeling the soft breeze on my face.Five years. Five years since my life changed forever.And there they were—the living proof of that change. Rosa and Luna ran through the garden, their tiny cowboy boots kicking up dust, their flowery dresses flying behind them like wings. At five years old, they were already two little imps, each with their own marked personality: Rosa, the oldest, talkative and stubborn just like her father; Luna, quieter, more observant, with a smile that lit up the world."MOMMY!" Rosa shouted from the grass. "DADDY IS GOING TO DO A SURPRISE!""Surprise?" I raised an eyebrow.Marco appeared at the cabin door, a shovel in his hand and a mysterious smile on his face. He had aged well—his hair now with a few gray strands at the temples, the same strong hands that held me on the road so many years ago.
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 99. Marco Hill
Five years later, the ranch was more alive than ever.I sat on the cabin porch with a cup of coffee in my hand, watching the scene below like someone watching the best movie of their life. The morning sun bathed the garden in golden tones, and the smell of flowers and wet earth filled the air.And there they were.Rosa and Luna ran across the lawn, their tiny cowboy boots kicking up small dust clouds, their flowery dresses flying behind them like flags of freedom. Rosa, the oldest, pulled her sister by the hand, her blonde hair—just like their mother's—flying back. Luna, more observant, stopped every now and then to point at something—a butterfly, a flower, a cloud with a funny shape."CATCH US, GRANDMA!" Rosa shouted, laughing.There came Rosa, our grandmother, with her now completely white hair and a colorful apron, running after her great-granddaughters with impressive energy. In her seventies, she was still the strongest woman I knew."I'm going to catch you, you little pests!" sh
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 98. Alice Benette
The pain was like a giant wave, coming and going, each time stronger, each time closer. I screamed, pushed, breathed, all at once, while Marco's hand squeezed mine with a strength I didn't know he had."I'm here," he kept repeating, his voice failing. "I'm here, love. You're going to make it.""It hurts," I moaned between contractions. "It hurts so much.""I know. But you're strong. The strongest woman I know."The doctor, a gray-haired woman with steady hands, spoke calmly."One more push, Mrs. Hill. Baby A is crowning. Come on, one more."I took a deep breath, gathered every ounce of strength I had left, and pushed.The scream that came out of me wasn't human. It was a mother's scream. A lioness. A woman bringing life into the world.And then, a cry.Thin, strong, beautiful."It's a girl!" the doctor announced, lifting a small, red, perfect being. "Congratulations, Mrs. Hill."I broke down in tears. Marco
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 97. Marco Hill
The morning started like any other. I woke up to the smell of coffee coming from the kitchen and the sound of Fiona clucking in the henhouse, demanding her morning feed. Alice was beside me, her huge belly rising and falling slowly, her blonde hair spread across the pillow.I kissed her forehead without waking her and went downstairs to make coffee. Rosa was already in the kitchen, stirring pots with her usual wooden spoon."Good morning, my grandson," she hummed. "Pancakes today.""Smells good.""Sit down. Almost ready."I sat at the table, and for a moment everything was calm, perfect, normal.That's when we heard the scream."MARCO!"The sound came from upstairs, sharp, desperate. I dropped my cup before it hit the table and ran up the stairs, my heart racing.Alice was sitting up in bed, her hands gripping her belly, her face pale and sweaty."What is it?" I knelt in front of her, holding her face. "What happe
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 96. Alice Benette
The last night at the cabin arrived bringing with it a sweet melancholy, the kind you feel when something good is ending, but knowing that even better things await ahead.After dinner—a simple pasta that Marco insisted on preparing, "to keep the tradition"—we sat on the porch swing, me on his lap, my huge belly resting on his legs, a thick blanket wrapped around us against the night cold.Outside, the sky was clear, sprinkled with stars that seemed placed there just for us. The silence was so absolute you could hear your own heartbeat."What are you thinking about?" Marco asked, his voice soft against my ear."How perfect this place is.""The cabin?""All of this. The view, the stars, the silence. You." I turned my face to kiss his chin. "Especially you."He tightened his embrace, his hands intertwined over my belly.&n
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 95. Marco Hill
I woke up with the sun streaming through the thin cabin curtains, painting the room in golden tones. For a moment, I didn't know where I was. Then I felt her weight against my chest, her huge belly pressing against my side, and I smiled.Alice slept deeply, her blonde hair spread across the pillow, her breathing slow and calm. The girls must have been sleeping too, because there wasn't a single kick during the night.I lay there, motionless, afraid to wake her. Four days. Four whole days just the two of us, away from the ranch, away from obligations, away from the world. It was more than I could ask for.She stirred, a soft groan."Watching me again?" Her voice was rough, eyes still closed."Just enjoying the view.""The view is me with messy hair and drool on the pillow?""Exactly."She opened one eye, suspicious, an
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 34. Alice Benette
I wake up before the sun.Not because I slept well—because I didn’t—but because my body decided it was time to face the day, even though my mind is still trapped in yesterday’s fear. I open my eyes slowly, feeling the familiar weight in my belly, my breathing a little shallow, my heart racing for n
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 33. Marco Hill
I should’ve known better.Nothing ever goes smoothly when too many important things are scheduled for the same day.The magazine visit had been hanging ov
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 31. Alice Benette
The door closed, cutting off the roar of the world. Inside, there was only the sound of our ragged breathing and the constant drip of water falling from our clothes onto the wooden floor. Marco set me on my feet, but his hands didn't let me go. They trembled lightly against my waist, not from col
A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire 24. Marco Hill
The table in the ranch's meeting room — a room that was rarely used — seemed to have grown overnight. The dark, polished wood reflected the winter light streaming through the window and, more importantly, reflected the pile of papers Alice had placed right in the center. Charts, numbe
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