Have My Baby (Crescent Cove 1)

“You want to have a big party in a little over a week. Have you planned any of it yet? Figured out a guest list, sent invitations?”

He bit the tip of his thumb and shook his head. “No, not exactly.”

“What does that mean?”

“I haven’t planned it at all yet.”

I sighed, the joy from my orgasmic burger already fading. “People need more notice than a week. It’s almost summer. Little kids have activities and family stuff going on.”

“I know, and I should have done it forever ago, but I got busy at work. Laurie’s counting on it.” His dark eyes silently pleaded with me.

I pointed. “That look is getting you nowhere.”

His lips curved and he mouthed, “Already did.”

I pried off the last pickle round on my plate just for the pleasure of tossing it at his smug, laughing face. “I don’t have my planner with me here, but we need to figure some stuff out.”

“So I’ll come over tonight.” The way he tucked his tongue in the corner of his mouth didn’t make me think he had party planning in mind.

More like he was envisioning how many spots in my loft he could desecrate.

“Your child,” I reminded him.

“So you can come over,” he said.

“I have work early.”

“So come over tomorrow.” He leaned forward and skimmed his fingers over the back of my hand. “Come every day.”

“Incorrigible, and no. We can do this via Skype.”

He did that tongue in the corner of his mouth thing again. “I can work with Skype.”

I reached for my purse and pulled out the pen and small notepad tucked in my wallet. He had to spring this on me the one day I didn’t bring my planner.

Before I could begin my list of what we needed to accomplish, he grabbed the pad and my stubby pen. He scribbled something and turned the pad my way.

Why do you have a condom in your purse?

I glared at him and wrote a quick reply.

You went through my purse, you bastard?

He took back the pad.

You ditched me again, your fault I had to look for clues.

I snatched the notepad.

I just needed time to myself. To process.

He eyed me suspiciously.

Girl thing?

I nodded. It was a little insulting, but hell, lesser of two evils. Then I returned to an earlier point of contention.

You were looking for clues that include condoms?