When Constellations Form (Light in the Dark 4)

24 Weeks Pregnant

Baby is the size of an ear of corn

I haven’t seen Xander in three weeks.

That’s basically a lifetime.

Or close to it.

It feels that way, anyway.

He had several away games, so he and the team have been gone. I’ve occupied my time by working a couple days a week and helping Rae and Cade with their wedding planning. It’s helped the days go by faster, but it’s still sucked.

Let’s just say, I’ve done a lot of shopping.

What can I say, it’s my form of therapy.

It doesn’t help that Halloween is in just a couple of days and it’s my favorite holiday—so I had to buy stuff to decorate the house inside and out.

I might’ve gone overboard, but I can’t help myself.

Cade and Jace helped me with the outside decorations since Xander isn’t here.

Jace bitched the whole time. I’m pretty sure bitching is what he’s best at in life.

Xander should be home any minute and I’m ecstatic to see him.

Prue whines and I reach down to pet her. “He’ll be home soon,” I tell her.

She looks up at me with her tongue hanging out of her mouth.

I head to the front of the house, looking out the window, waiting for his truck to come up the driveway.

Prue presses her nose against the front window, looking out too.

The baby kicks and I smile, pressing my hands to my stomach. She knows her daddy’s close too.

I see his truck approach and the gates swing open.

I run from the front door to the garage door and swing it open, pushing the button to raise the main door.

Prue stays back until she sees the truck.

Xander ends up putting the truck in park so he doesn’t hit her and hops out.

Prue jumps up and down, barking, ecstatic to see him.

“Hey, girl.” He bends down to greet her and she licks his face. He looks over at me, leaning in the doorway and his smile makes my stomach flip-flop. “How are my other two girls?” he asks.

I press my hand to my stomach. I’m more than halfway through my pregnancy now, and huge. I really got big while he was gone, at least it feels that way.

“We’re good.”

He grabs his bag and heads inside.

He bends and kisses me when he reaches me and then I wrap my arms around his chest, hugging him and inhaling his familiar scent. I missed him. So much.

“Do you ever feel like there’s something between us?” he jokingly asks, looking down at my large stomach between us.