Page 94 of Billionaire Undeceived - Devon

“I’d love that,” I said with a sigh as I stroked the nape of his neck. “It still seems hard to believe that I can go anywhere I want and do anything I want. I can actually bemeagain, Devon. That’s going to take some getting used to after the last year.”

I let the fact that I was finally free seep into my soul.

Free to go roam to places I’d never been before.

Free to go back to my chosen career.

And free to love Devon without reservations because we could actually plan our future together now.

Our relationship wasn’t in limbo anymore, and I couldn’t wait to get on with our lives.

“I have a feeling you’ll get used to it pretty quickly,” he said, amused. “I’m going to take you to see anything you want to see this week. I’m just hoping you’re not planning to go anywhere right now.”

He kissed his way slowly along my jawline and down my neck.

My body responded instantly. “No plans for the next few hours,” I said in a teasing voice.

“Good,” he responded in a satisfied tone. “Because I have plans to occupy your time.”

That wasexactlywhat he did, and I didn’t utter a single complaint.

Devon

“How much longer is this going to take?” I said grumpily as we sat in a waiting room of a Billings hospital exactly one week later. “Do you think something is wrong?”

“No,” Reese said in a calm voice. “I told you that it was probably going to take a while for Hannah to deliver. It’s her first baby. Be patient. I don’t think it will be much longer.”

Hannah had gone into labor at four am this morning.

It was now after nine pm.

In my mind, that waswaytoo long for any woman to suffer through labor.

We’d left a note for Reese’s parents, grabbed a coffee, and headed to the hospital early this morning.

We’d already ordered takeout for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and still no baby.

I looked around the waiting room, grateful that there didn’t appear to be any other women in active labor because we were taking up most of the small waiting room.

Lauren was sitting with my mother and Hannah’s mother, Joy, across from us.

Kaleb was sitting next to me with Anna on his other side.

The Remington clan was all here and ready for this baby to be born.

Tanner had been out to the waiting room a few times in Hannah’s earlier stages of labor, and my brother looked like he’d aged ten years in a matter of hours.

He was frazzled, and I could tell that this entire childbirth thing was killing him.

“Tanner looks like hell,” I said to Reese in a low voice.

She squeezed my hand. “No, he doesn’t. He looks like any other expectant father waiting for his child to be born. Some guys manage it better than others, but it’s not unusual for any of them to be a little anxious. This is a new experience for Tanner.”

Anxious?

Tanner looked like he’d been dragged through hell and back.

“Hannah is extremely calm,” Reese added. “She just wants this pregnancy to be over and to hold her little girl.”

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