Just Getting Started – Fair Lakes Read online Kaylee Ryan

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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
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Her phone rings, and I stand, grabbing her purse and handing it to her. I take Milo from her arms so she can answer. “Hello.” She mouths “Gwen” to me. “That’s a great idea,” she says. I take the seat next to her and rest Milo against my chest. “I’ll run it by Chase and let you know.”

“Yes. Whatever it is, yes. If it puts that smile on your face, I’m all in,” I say, not bothering to lower my voice.

She laughs. “He doesn’t even know what he’s agreeing to,” she tells her sister. “Okay. Give us a few and I’ll call you back.”

“What was that?” I ask as soon as she ends the call.

“Gwen’s taking Sophia to get her picture taken on Saturday. She invited me and Milo to go with her.”

“Don’t you have to have an appointment or something?”

“Yeah, but she’s using a private photographer who has her own studio. She pays for studio time, and the photographer said that the one-hour slot was more than enough time to shoot both babies. Especially since Milo is little. We don’t have to get him to cooperate like we do Sophia. She’s already old enough to have an attitude.” She chuckles.

“Do you think it’s a good idea?” I ask her.

“Yeah, I mean he’s grown just in the time we’ve had him. He won’t be this tiny little man for long. I think we should capture that. We need all the ammo we can get for when he’s a teenager.”

I love that she’s putting herself in our lives years from now. “You make the call, babe.”

“He’s your—” she starts, but the look I give her shuts her up.

“We’re a team, Gabby. You’re here, in his life, helping me raise him. You can make those decisions for him. I want you to. Hell, I need you to.”

“You don’t need me to.”

“Maybe, but I don’t want to find out what it’s like to not have you there to make them. Not because I want you to take care of my kid, but because I want you in my life. I want you in my son’s life. I want this future you speak of, and torturing him with adorable pictures when he’s a teenager. I want the life you’ve painted.”

“Okay.” She nods. Her eyes are glassy with tears and I know she gets it, that my words are spoken from my heart. “Milo, guess what, buddy?” she asks, resting her hand on his back, on the top of mine. “You’re going with Soph tomorrow to get your pictures taken.” She smiles. “Lucky for you, I have the perfect outfit.” She grins down at my son.

“I’ll give you my card to get some copies. I want to give some to Mom and Dad and send a few to Colt.” I called my parents a few days ago and told them about Milo. They didn’t even question, just wanted to know when they could meet him. I’m reluctant until we know for sure, but at the same time, this little guy deserves all the love and attention we can give him.

“Have you heard from him?”

I tamp down the worry when it comes to my big brother and his career. “No, but when I do, he’s going to get the surprise of his life when he finds out that he’s an uncle.”

“Maybe he can help shed some light on that night.”

“I doubt it. He was messed up. Completely out of it. He was worse than me the next day. I just have to accept the fact that I don’t remember much the night this little guy was made.” She sucks in a breath, and I look up to find her eyes welling with tears. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be insensitive.”

“No, I just… I wish it were me.”

Her confession steals the breath from my lungs. It’s the first time she’s voiced that she has deep-rooted feelings for me. Oh, I know she loves my son, and she cares for me, but without saying the words she’s told me that, her actions tell me all I need to know, it’s okay that she can’t say it. She loves me. “I can’t tell you how sorry I am, Gabby. I hate that I did this to us. That I can’t remember. I— All I saw was you, so the fact that we’re holding my son right now as a result of that night, I still can’t seem to wrap my head around it. It doesn’t make sense, yet he’s here.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” She bites down on her bottom lip, which tells me she’s worried about my reaction.

“Never be sorry for telling me how you feel. I want you to be able to be open and honest with me.” I worry she’s going to realize what an undertaking this is and leave.


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