Reckless Love (Cowboys & Angels 7)

“Not on my wedding day.”

“Hey! We’re all making rhymes, how divine!”

Paxton faced Steed. “I didn’t rhyme, babe.”

He frowned and thought about it for a moment before whispering, “Damn.”

Shaking my head, I focused back on Paxton. “Mom will not allow that goat to ruin her one and only time of year where she gets to pull out all the bells and whistles. Patches isn’t going to be an issue. Now, I’m going to head off and talk to Scarlett about pushing the wedding to March!”

As I walked out of Steed’s office, I heard Paxton say, “How foolish he is to believe that our little Chloe won’t succeed.”

Waving, I called out, “Good one, Paxton.”

Hands wrapped around my body and landed on my swollen belly. I instantly warmed everywhere, especially between my legs.

Hot breath hit below my ear. “Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.”

Dropping my head against Trevor’s chest, I smiled and replied, “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“I have something for you,” he whispered, rubbing his hands over my stomach.

“Oh, yeah? What is it?”

“You’ll have to…”

The baby kicked, and I smiled. Trevor stopped talking the moment Gummy Bear kicked.

I lifted my head and glanced back at him.

“Did you feel the baby move?” I asked, turning to face him. Trevor hadn’t felt the baby move yet, and it was killing him—especially with me being twenty-six weeks. He kept telling me that in all the books, they say he should have felt the baby by now. He placed his hands back on my stomach and stared at it. My heart raced when I saw the tears forming in his eyes.

Another kick, this one harder. I knew for sure he felt that one.

“I felt it,” he softly said. Reaching up, I gently brushed away the tear rolling down his face. “Holy shit. I felt Gummy Bear. I’ve never felt anything so beautiful in my life.”

Now it was my turn for tears to fall.

“Make Gummy Bear do it again!” Trevor demanded, a smile on his face as he looked into my eyes.

“I wish I could, but this baby is a Parker and stubborn as hell. He won’t perform on demand.”

Trevor laughed and dropped down to his knees. “Hey there, baby. We still don’t know if you’re a boy or a girl, and Mommy wants to be surprised, but Daddy wants to know. If you’re a boy, kick twice. A girl, kick once.”

Laughing, I shook my head as I stared down at him. “It doesn’t work that way, Trevor.”

“Why not? You’re twenty-six weeks and Dr. Buten said the baby responds to voices now.”

A very strong kick happened right were Trevor’s hand was. His mouth dropped open, and he fell back onto his ass.

“That was a coincidence!” I stated, my heart beating a bit faster.

Trevor pointed to my stomach. “Holy fuck, our kid is a genius!” He dropped his head into his hands and groaned. “And a girl. Oh my God, I’m having a girl. This is God’s way of getting me back.”

I stared down at him.

“We don’t know what we’re having and as much as I would love to believe the baby understood you, I don’t think that’s the case, Trevor. Now get up and get ready for our date!”

He sat there, his arms draped over his knees. “Think about it. All of my brothers so far had girls first. Steed had Chloe. Mitchell had Merit. Tripp is having…well…we don’t know what they’re having, but I bet it’s both girls.”

“Amelia’s having a boy,” I stated.

Trevor looked up at me. “Don’t you see? That’s Wade’s sperm. He isn’t a Parker! My parents had a girl first. That’s it, Scarlett. We’re having a girl.”

Excitement bubbled up inside of me, but I pushed it away. I would be happy with a boy or a girl. As long as they were healthy and happy. That was all I cared about.

“We don’t know that.”

“She kicked my hand! She. Kicked. My. Hand. Only a woman could put me in my damn place. I’ll be having tea parties all the damn time now.”

With a roll of my eyes, I headed to our bedroom. “I’m going to get dressed, Mr. Parker. If you still intend on taking me out, I suggest you do the same.”

As I walked into the bedroom, I pulled my shirt over my head and folded it neatly. I removed my pants next. The white pair with royal blue flowers was my favorite. The matching royal blue shirt was the other half of my favorite outfit. I wore it all the time and Paxton had even asked me if I had bought more than one pair. I’d laughed like she was insane. I would never admit I had four pair of the same pants and shirts hanging in my closet. I couldn’t help it! The outfit was comfy.

Warm hands landed on my hips, causing me to jump. Trevor’s lips on my neck instantly made my panties damp.