Page 67 of The Baby Twist
I openedmy eyes and smiled when I saw Jenna was awake and staring at me.
“Good morning,” I spoke.
“Good morning.” A bright smile crossed her face. “Why did you sleep in that uncomfortable chair?”
“The couch is too far, and I wanted to be closer to you in case you needed something. Plus, this chair isn’t that bad,” I said as I struggled to get up.
She let out a soft laugh.
“Okay. Maybe it isn’t so comfortable after all. How are you feeling?” I asked as I leaned over and kissed her forehead.
“I’m ready to go home.”
“I know, and you will soon. I’ll go get us some coffee. Do you want anything else?”
“To go home.” She smiled.
I laughed as I walked out of the room and headed down to the coffee bar. When I returned to the room, Jenna had already changed into the new clothes I’d brought her.
“Planning on leaving so soon?” I smirked as I handed the coffee cup to her.
“I just want to be ready for when they discharge me.”
A couple of hours later, we walked into the building. She wanted to stop at her apartment first to grab a few things. As I unlocked the door and she stepped inside, she stood and stared at the disaster in the living room.
“Wow. This really sucks,” she spoke as she stared up at the large hole in the ceiling.
“I don’t think it does.” I smiled.
“What?” She cocked her head at me. “How can you not think this totally sucks?”
“Because now you get to live with me.” I kissed the side of her head.
My phone rang, and when I pulled it from my pocket, I saw my father was calling, so I hit decline. I’d deal with him later. After helping her pack her suitcase, I took her up to the penthouse and placed her suitcase in my bedroom.
“I’m going to take a shower, and then when I get out, we need to talk,” I said as I brushed my lips against hers.
“I know we do.” The corners of her mouth curved upward as her hands were planted on my chest. “But I think you should go to work for a while first.”
“Not today.” I stroked her cheek.
“What about your father?”
“What about him? He can wait until I come back. Until then, you’re my priority. Now go lay down and rest. I won’t be long.”
Jenna
While Lucas was in the shower, I went to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee. As I held the cup in my hand, I walked over to the large windows in the living room and stared out at the beautiful city view.
“I thought I told you to lay down and rest.”
“You do realize you can’t tell me what to do, right?” I grinned.
“I know.” He let out a sigh. “I’ve noticed that if I tell you to do something, you do the opposite.”
“It’s still the inner kid in me rebelling.”
He walked over to the window, grabbed my hand, and led me to the couch.
