Faithful (Wanted 3)

What a bastard! “Dude, please. I think you’ve got that backward. I’m pretty fucking sure she would say I was better…way better. ”

Gunner just smiled. “Okay, I’ll let you have it. ”

“Oh no! There’s no letting me have it, you bastard. We both know I’m way more experienced, and—”

“More experienced in what?” Heather asked as she walked up from behind Gunner.

“Um…” I looked at Gunner for help.

“Uh…” Gunner said as his head snapped over toward Ellie.

Ellie came up to Gunner and let out a sigh. “I’m exhausted. Can we go pick up Alex and head home?”

When Gunner glanced back over at me, I could see his body relax instantly.

“Sweetheart, I’m taking you to The Driskill for the evening. Your mom is going to watch Alex for us. ”

Ellie’s face lit up as she jumped up and down. “Oh god, Gunner! I love you so much!” She slammed into his body and kissed him.

As he pulled back, he pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear.

I had to laugh because he did that all the damn time.

When I looked over at Heather, she was watching the whole thing with a smile on her face.

I walked up to her and whispered in her ear, “Baby, I made reservations at Hotel Ella for the night. ”

She smiled and pulled me off to the side. “I love you more than anything, but I’m not feeling very well. Can we just go home?”

My heart started beating faster. “What’s wrong, princess? Do I need to call the doctor?”

She let out a small laugh. “No. I just want to be in my own bed. Is that okay? I mean, I love you so much for doing that. I just really want to go home. ”

I smiled as I pulled her to me. I leaned over to give her belly a kiss. “Whatever makes you happy…makes me happy. ”

We went back to Amanda’s room and said good-bye to everyone before we walked out with Jeff and Ari.

I helped Heather into the truck and then ran around and jumped in. By the time we got out of Austin, my princess was sleeping peacefully. When I looked over at her hands resting on her stomach, I felt tears building in my eyes.

In a little less than four months, we would be parents to two babies.

Holy hell. I sure hope I don’t drop one!

Chapter Forty-Eight

I sat on the porch, drinking my ice water. I swear if it gets any hotter, I’m going to melt. This has to be the hottest July ever in Texas.

Amanda and Brad had left a few hours ago with Maegan. She was already two months old. Josh had made a crib for her It was breathtaking, and I was so proud of him.

I had laughed at him though when he was holding Maegan.

Josh had kept asking Brad, “Have you ever almost dropped her?”

Shaking his head, Brad had just laughed each time.

Why is he so afraid of dropping one of the babies?

I watched as he came running up the street from his evening run.