Page 83 of The Bloke

Since passing her test with flying colors, she had become a force to be reckoned with, even giving Nick a run for his money. He recently mentioned that she was a natural for this line of work, nearing the same level as Bria and Tessa.

I couldn’t be more in love with my wife. She was the best thing that ever happened to me, and every day was like living in a dream with her.

Sienna had been spending a lot more time with Bria and Tessa. The three of them had become thick as thieves in the past year, going out for lunch, drinking, and even getting their hair and nails done together.

I was grateful she had formed such a close bond with those two women. They had been there for her whenever she neededsomeone—who wasn’t me—and had grown to see each other as more like family than friends.

Some nights, Sienna would stop by the showroom to watch me perform, sitting in the far back where no one would notice her presence but me.

Of course, I couldn’t acknowledge her during the show, but after the final curtain call, she always got every single second of my attention without fail.

My life was good—our life was exceptional.

“So I’ve been thinking…” My wife trailed off as she plopped down on the couch next to me, laying on her stomach and propping her chin on the heel of her palm.

“About?” I peered over at her from the corner of my eye as I scrolled IG on my phone.

“Put your phone away for once.” She groaned, rolling her eyes and reaching out to snatch my phone from me.

“Alright, alright.” I chuckled, turning off the screen and tossing it on the end table. “You have my full attention, love.” I smiled, angling my body to face her as I stretched an arm across the back of the couch.

“Don’t hate me—” She winced, biting her bottom lip. “But have you ever thought about or considered having kids?” Her eyes searched mine, and I could see her hesitation.

I had thought about them multiple times, especially in recent months. I didn’t want to be the first to bring it up because I didn’t want her to feel pressured to do something as significant as having kids if she wasn’t ready yet.

I wanted the discussion to happen when she was ready; apparently, that time was right now.

“I mean, it’s fine if you haven’t; I just—”

“I do want kids, love.” I beamed down at her before cupping her cheeks. “More than anything, I want to create a family with you.”

I thought I had everything I’d ever need right here in front of my eyes, but a family? That would be the greatest gift she could ever give me—that we could give each other.

She tugged at her hair nervously as it fell from behind her shoulder. She twirled a thick section around her fingers before pulling herself up to a kneeling position beside me, my hands releasing her face.

“What’s wrong?” I frowned at her silence.

I figured she would be elated with my answer, yet here she was, looking almost—disappointed by my response.

Did I not give her the answer she was hoping for? Did she not want kids?

Blowing out a heavy sigh, Sienna pulled a stick out of the back waistband of her leggings and dropped it in my lap without uttering a word.

Her eyes fixated on mine as I looked down to see she had dropped a pregnancy test into my lap.

I picked it up, turning it over to see the test window, and right in the center, clear as day, was a dark blue plus sign. My heartbeat accelerated as I realized what she was telling me—showing me.

She was pregnant.

My wife was carrying our first baby.

I immediately dropped the test to grab her around the waist and pull her to straddle my lap, holding on for dear life.

I didn’t fight the tears that fell from my eyes as I buried my face into the crook of her neck, breathing in her sweet scent.

“Are you okay?” She sobbed against the side of my head—happy tears.

She started crying the moment my eyes left hers to check the test. I was sure her hormones and emotions were off the charts right now.She was pregnant with our baby…

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