Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 97386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
“At least we know he treats her good,” Trevor said.
Steed replied, “Yeah, he’s good people, that’s for sure. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Amelia so happy.”
Giving me a slight push on the shoulder, Trevor laughed. “Or you, for that matter. Dude, you walk around with a fucking smile on your face all the time.”
“I can honestly say I’ve never been so happy and content with my life.”
“You miss being a Ranger?” Steed asked.
I shook my head. “Not at all. I thought I might, but I’m happy here.”
Corina made her way over to us. Damn, she looked good in her jeans, boots, and a baseball cap. The white T-shirt she wore had a picture of Milo on it, and I couldn’t help but laugh. She loved that damn cat.
“Hey, dove. What brings y’all here?”
She went up on her toes to kiss me gently on the lips. “I need to talk to you. It’s kind of important, and I couldn’t wait until you got home later.” Glancing over my shoulder, she grinned. “Hey, guys. How’s it going?”
“Good,” both Steed and Trevor replied at once.
I was curious as hell as to why she made a trip out here to talk to me, but I refused to get my hopes up.
“We can take a walk, if you want.”
She nodded.
I took her hand in mine, and we walked away from everyone. Corina had a hold on my hand like she was afraid I was going to take off running.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
We kept walking, and she didn’t say a word. When we got damn near all the way across the pasture, she stopped and faced me. Her eyes were dancing with happiness, and I dared to let myself think she might be pregnant.
“I couldn’t wait to tell you. I was about to explode.”
My eyes searched her face. “What is it?”
She gave me a smile so bright and brilliant there was no doubt in my mind what she wanted to say.
I took a few steps back. “Oh my God.” With a wide grin, I asked, “Yeah?”
Corina nodded. “I’m pregnant.”
I tossed my hat in the air. “Yee-haw!” I shouted before pulling her into my arms and spinning her around. Then I gently placed her back on the ground. Framing her face in my hands, I gazed into her beautiful blue eyes.
“You’re pregnant? It happened so fast. I can’t believe it.”
“I know! I honestly thought it would take longer.”
The news was settling in. “We’re having a baby,” I barely spoke.
Corina placed my hand on her stomach. “We’re having a baby,” she whispered.
I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her like I’d never kissed her before.
Just when I didn’t think life could get any better, I’d been proven wrong again.
I was going to be a father.
The smell of food was taking its toll on my uneasy stomach. I had to force myself to stay in the kitchen with everyone and help with the cooking.
“Are you okay?” Paxton asked. My eyes landed on Gage. She was holding him while giving him a bottle. My heart soared. On Monday we had a doctor’s appointment to take a pregnancy test. Although we were already pretty sure we were pregnant—especially after Mitchell brought three more tests home just to make sure.
“Yep, just not feeling so well.”
Paxton’s eyes lit up, and I knew she knew. We had told Steed and Paxton we were trying for a baby.
“Melanie? Do you want to feed the little man?” Paxton asked her mother-in-law. It was a no brainer, Melanie wanted Gage in her arms twenty-four-seven.
“Yes! Give me him.”
“I left a pie at the house. Corina and I are going to go get it.”
Amelia glanced our way and gave us a questioning look. She’d helped Paxton carry in three pies so she knew Paxton wasn’t telling the truth.
“I think I’ll go with y’all,” she said. Her eyes narrowed as if trying to read our reaction.
We both smiled. “Sure, if you want to,” Paxton said in a calm, cool voice.
Waylynn was too lost in trying to decorate cookies with Chloe for her to notice we were leaving. They were having a decorating competition and both of them were bound and determined to win. Chloe was for sure a Parker woman, and took after Waylynn in more ways than one. The two of them were stubborn as mules and fiercely competitive.
Paxton laced her arm in mine. “Let’s go. I’ll drive. Chloe cat, I’ll be back in a few, I’m running to the house.”
Chloe acknowledged her mother with a simple, “‘Kay.”
As we walked toward Steed’s truck, I knew Paxton was trying to keep her question in.
“You take shotgun, Corina,” Amelia said.
After we got into the truck and started down the road toward Paxton and Steed’s house, Amelia popped her head up into the front seat.
“You honestly think you can hide it from me? Please. I see the signs. You keep touching your stomach and then covering your mouth. You look like you want to throw up every time Mom asks you to smell or taste something. Your face is glowing like all get out, and my brother is walking around with a permanent smile on his face.”