“You’re okay with a girl?”
“Of course.” He blinked several times and seemed to have trouble focusing on her. A line appeared between his brows. “Why would you think it wouldn’t be?”
“Because you’re a guy, you love baseball. I bet you woke up this morning thinking you needed to run out and buy a mitt and a ball.”
“Actually, I woke up this morning thinking how empty my bed was without you in it.”
She hadn’t expected this angle of attack and wasn’t prepared with an evasive maneuver. Holding the gown closed as best she could, she sat up and spun so that her feet dangled. “Close your eyes. I need to get dressed.”
Kyle braced his hands on the exam bed and leaned forward so he could peer directly into her eyes. “We’re having a girl.”
Placing her hand on his cheek, she whispered, “We are.”
His grin was infectious and she found herself smiling back. He was close enough that all she had to do was lean forward a few inches to bring their lips into contact. He covered her fingers with his. The connection made her heart race. It would be so easy to just forget how hurt she’d been these last few months. Through passion and desire, they could start again. She didn’t really need to return to the studio today. Instead, they could go to his house and make love all afternoon. Her toes curled at the thought.
She gathered breath and summoned her courage to suggest they do that, but the opportunity was lost when his phone began to ring. He pulled it out and frowned at the screen.
“It’s the club. I need to get this. How about I meet you in the lobby.”
“Sure.” With a sigh, Melody watched him go, and then got dressed once more.
It was for the best, she decided. Part of the reason they were in this mess was because they’d rushed in before determining if they were really compatible. They’d been dating for too short a period of time before she’d moved in and the decision had been made out of convenience rather than a thoughtful evaluation of whether they could work as a couple.
And why was that? Because Melody had been afraid to put the brakes on. To ask the questions that might drive Kyle away. Now she realized that had been a mistake. And no matter how hard it might be to keep from falling back under Kyle’s spell, until she knew for sure that he truly loved her, she couldn’t move forward with their relationship.
Four
Kyle caught himself grinning as he negotiated the Las Vegas traffic on his way to Ugly Trout Records. The entire afternoon, since finding out they were having a girl, he’d been floating in a bubble of optimism. Now that the initial shock of his impending fatherhood had faded, he was feeling as if everything that had gone wrong with his and Melody’s relationship was just a series of misunderstandings that they could sort out with a little work. They were going to be parents. Their daughter deserved to grow up in a secure, loving environment and he intended to provide that for her whatever it took.
Which was why he’d decided to start his campaign by bringing dinner to Melody at the recording studio so she could see he intended to take care of her. On the passenger seat sat a bag filled with several items that topped Melody’s favorites list. It would have been better if they’d been i
n LA and he could’ve gone to Mama Rosa’s for the Bucatini Alla Carbonara, but he thought what he’d found would pass muster.
He’d also discovered a place that made the most fantastic cheesecakes. He’d brought a sampler for her to gorge on. She’d lost weight these last few months and he couldn’t imagine that was good for the baby.
Ever since seeing that tiny profile and hearing that his daughter was now moving her fingers and toes, he’d been filled with optimism. He was going to be a dad. The thought held nothing but joy. Sure, he had no idea what he was doing, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t learn. After all, he’d seen the way Trent had taken to being Dylan’s father.
Trent, who’d sworn all his days that he’d never get married and have kids. His best friend had grown up with a terrible role model for fatherhood. Siggy Caldwell’s ruthless tyranny in business carried over into his personal life. He had picked favorites among his children, choosing to lavish praise on his firstborn while criticizing both Trent and Melody. No matter how successful they were, neither one could do anything right in Siggy’s opinion.
And yet both of his younger children managed to become affectionate, caring people. In Trent’s case it had taken becoming a father and admitting he was in love with Savannah before his true nature emerged.
Melody hadn’t learned to guard her emotions the way her brother had. She was more inclined to throw herself into a relationship with little regard for her self-esteem. That was how she’d been with Hunter. While she’d been dating the DJ, it had driven Kyle crazy to see her always making excuses for the way Hunter treated her. And yet that was not how she’d reacted when faced with problems in her relationship with Kyle.
Instead of laughing off his assumptions about her and Hunter, she’d been furious and they’d had a terrible fight. He couldn’t remember her ever arguing with Hunter. Was that because her feelings for the DJ had been deeper and more profound? If so, why had she chosen Kyle in the end?
The driveway leading into the record label’s parking lot appeared just ahead of him. He couldn’t wait to see the look on Melody’s face when he surprised her with dinner. She loved it when he was spontaneous.
Grabbing a parking space near the front entrance, he exited the car. It was close to six o’clock, and the lot was half full. Nate made the studio available twenty-four hours. The rate for off-peak hours was significantly cheaper, which made recording sessions affordable for up-and-coming artists. Melody took advantage of the quieter evenings to work on her album.
Kyle was reaching for the glass front door when he spied two people approaching through the lobby. His chest tightened as he recognized Hunter’s tall form alongside Melody’s slim figure. They were engaged in an animated conversation and hadn’t yet spied him. He yanked open the glass door with more force than necessary.
“Kyle.” Melody’s eyes widened as she noticed him entering the building. “What are you doing here?”
He held up the bag. “I brought you dinner. I thought you’d be working.”
His gaze flicked to Hunter. The DJ’s lack of concern caused Kyle’s annoyance to spike. Why was Melody leaving with him?
“Oh that’s so...nice.” She glanced at Hunter. Was it guilt that flickered in her eyes? “We were just going to grab something.”