Page 66 of Need You To Choose Me

“No, I’m fine. Sav already got me everything I need.”

The older woman glances at me and gives me a soft smile.

“You wanna hold him?” I ask, stepping closer to Mrs. Fernandez.

“Oh, I don’t want to intrude. We just came in to check on you guys. See if you need anything.”

“You’re not intruding.” Becky waves her off as I gently shift the baby from my arms into his grandmother’s and take a step back.

“Oh, he’s precious,” she whispers, just as Mr. Fernandez comes to stand behind her, glancing at the baby over her shoulder.

“His name is Jackson.” Becky smiles at them. “Jackson Luis Fernandez.”

Miguel’s father lifts his head; his mouth opens in clear surprise, eyes slightly misty.

I move out of the way as Miguel goes to join his parents, my eyes glued to them.

A family.

Something I would never have.

When I give birth, it’ll be me and my baby. No loving husband that’ll hold my hand through the pain and reassure me everything will be okay. No parents who will come to see me, excited to meet their grandchild.

If Grams were here, she would be there. Every step of the way. She would be by my side, just like she always had been. But she, too, is gone.

And there is nobody.

Just me and Munchkin.

And the thought only makes me feel more alone than ever.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

BLAKE

The room is a cacophony of noises once the two older couples join us. Soft coos and gushing over the new mom and the baby fill the space.

But not Savannah.

It’s like she pulled away once they came in.

A longing expression appeared on her face, but sadness soon replaced it.

Deep, soul-crushing sadness that was like a punch to my gut.

The need to go to her and wrap my arms around her to make sure that she was okay and reassure her that whatever was troubling her would go away was overwhelming.

But before I can do or say anything, she’s already picking up her bag and leaning down to whisper something to Becky.

A worried expression flashes on Rebecca’s face, but Savannah forces out a smile and tells her something that must reassure her because she nods, and before I know it, Savannah is slipping out of the room.

Shit.

I glance at Levi, who’s watching everything play out from the chair next to the bed. “I’ll be back in a bit, okay?”

He nods, his attention going to the door. For a moment, I wonder what he’s thinking about, but I know I have to hurry up if I want to catch up to Savannah before she disappears.

Miguel glances at me, but I just shake my head and mouth, “A minute,” before slipping out the door just in time to catch a glimpse of golden hair dashing behind the corner.

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