“Yep.”
“For good?”
“Yep.”
“No more chasing Jacobs?”
“I’ve already wasted seven months, and I’m not planning on wasting time I could spend with you and this little fella.” His hand went to my stomach, and he held me up with one hand.
“We don’t know if it’s a boy.”
“It’s a boy.”
“And what has you thinking like that?” I looked at him smugly, seeing as he had been gone for most of my pregnancy.
“Just got a feeling.”
“Does anyone else know you are here?”
“It’s the middle of the day, Abby.” He gave me a facial expression to say as if I was crazy.
“So you have seen everyone?” I felt deflated knowing others had seen him before me. I had been looking out the driveway, and I hadn’t spotted him.
“Yes.”
“Surprised you could pull yourself away from them to see me.”
“Babe, you’re the destination.” He kissed my cheek. “Now stop complaining about who saw me first.”
He knew me too well.
I gave him a stubborn look, pursing my lips. “Maybe if you kiss me again, I might forget the fact you checked in with my dad before seeing me.”
He laughed at me and nodded his head, his tongue running over his bottom lip while he stared at my lips. “Babe, I’m going to do more than that.”
He closed the bedroom door with his free hand, and it closed with a thud as he walked us toward the bed. And just like that, all the waiting and the wanting was over.
***
I woke up to the most intense pain. Gripping my stomach, I sat up in bed. I felt around me, and sure enough, I was wet. It was happening.
“Kade.”
He grumbled.
He was tired from the long ride. I don’t think he had had a solid night’s sleep since our wedding.
“Kade.”
He rolled over but was still asleep.
I whacked him in the arm as another wave of pain washed over me.
“What the fuck Abby?” He groaned, rubbing his eyes.
“It’s happening.”
“What’s happening?”