Safe in His Arms

In her dream, the man who was so reluctant to let her go stood behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and affectionately nuzzled her cheek before gazing tenderly at the little baby in her arms.

"Sweetheart, call me Daddy," the man said, a broad, happy smile on his face.

"She's far too little to talk," Celine giggled, tilting her head back to look at the