Page 183 of Need You To Choose Me

Levi pulls back, his brows furrowing. “What’s a baby shower? The baby’s in your belly; it can’t take a shower.”

Blake and I exchange a look, both of us trying to hold back our laughter but unsuccessfully.

“That’s not what she meant,” Daniel chuckles.

“That’s what she said!” Levi purses his lips, clearly unhappy to be left out. “I’m right. Baby can’t have a shower.”

“You’re absolutely right. This is a different kind of shower. It means they threw me a party and gave me a gift. Well, they gave me gifts for Munchkin.”

Levi’s eyes grow big. “I want that kind of shower.”

“It’s the best,” I chuckle softly at his comment. “Wanna help me open them?”

“Yes.” He stands taller. “I already put books on the shelf, and Dad said I can put toys in the bed once they’re done.”

“I can see that. You did a great job.”

I sit down on the chair and let the bags fall on the floor. Together, we unpack all of the stuff for Munchkin, and I pile together all the clothes so I can wash them while Blake and Daniel finish with the crib.

I’m putting away the final things in the dresser when Blake’s arms wrap around me from the back. “Done?”

“Yeah.” Closing the drawer, I turn around and wrap my arms around Blake’s shoulders. “I can’t believe this is it. Thank you for putting this together.”

“Anytime.” Blake leans down, his mouth pressing against mine. “Let’s go home?”

Home.

Only this was my home.

Mine and Munchkin’s.

Some of the excitement I felt only moments ago dissipates, doubt creeping in.

Because he was referring to his house.

What would happen once Munchkin was here? Blake didn’t bring the topic of living together up again, but I couldn’t very well go back and forth with a little baby, now could I? Should I bring it up? Were we ready for something like this? Were the boys ready?

That familiar feeling of unease rises in the pit of my stomach as more and more questions pop to the surface, but I push them down. “Yeah, sure.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

BLAKE

“Ha! I win!” Levi jumps to his feet and does a victory dance, his smile growing bigger when he spots me. “Dad, Sav is so bad at UNO.”

My brow quirks up as I join the two of them in the living room. “Is she?”

Levi nods. “This is my third win.”

I turn my gaze to Savannah, an amused smile playing on my lips.

“I’m just warming up. I’m going to win a game,” she huffs, grabbing the cards, and mutters, “Eventually.”

“Of course.” Chuckling, I stand behind her and place a kiss to the side of her neck. Her eyes fall shut for a second as she fights a shudder going through her body. She’s always so freaking responsive to me. “Are you sure you’re okay doing this? I can stay home.”

Savannah overheard me talking to Aaron and insisted I should go and meet him for drinks while she was home with the kids. And while I knew she was more than capable of doing it, I didn’t want her to think shehadto do it.

Savannah’s face turns serious for a moment, but she quickly schools her features and forces out a smile. “We’re fine. Go.”

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