Page 39 of Coming Home

“Yes, I’m positive.” I lift Jaeden up and make a funny face at him. When he beams and blows a bubble, my heart swells with love for him.

When Lillian had her first child, Audrey, six years ago, I’d seen her at the hospital but slipped back out of town to avoid facing the past. We’d made time to see each other every couple of months, but the contact had been limit

ed. I’m through the moon about spending time with them now. Although, I could kick my own ass for waiting so long.

“You’re such a pretty boy,” I coo and nuzzle his cheek.

“Don’t get him all slobbery. He does that well enough on his own.” She strides over and kisses the top of his head. “Did you talk to Trey, yet?”

Warmth spreads throughout my body. Please, don’t turn beet red. “Yes. I talked to him this afternoon.”

“Yeah?” She steps back and studies my face. One side of her mouth curves up, and the corners of her eyes wrinkle. “You got laid.”

“Stop it.” I glare at her and place Jaeden on my hip. He grabs my work ID chain and yanks on it with his tiny, pudgy fingers.

“Don’t lie to me.” Her eyes narrow into little slits. “I’m preparing for when my kids are teens, and I need to spot an unprotected sex act from sixty miles away.”

My eyes widen. Crap. I’m not on the pill, and this is the second time I’ve had sex with Trey with no condom. My heart skips a beat. It’s one thing to say I’m ready to go all-in with him and another to face reality.

Am I ready to try again? Inhaling, Jaeden’s faint odor of baby powder, my entire body goes soft. I’m one hundred percent ready.

“Good God, girl, you’ve got smoke coming out of your ears.”

I chuckle. She’s not wrong. I can almost smell the circuits in my brain melting. “Sorry, I was thinking about babies.”

She arches an eyebrow and slaps her hands on her hips. “And?”

I grin. “I can’t wait. I told Trey this afternoon, I love him and want all the things we talked about when we were younger.” I shake my head. “Thankfully, he’s a forgiving person and feels the same way.”

“Yes.” She pumps her fist in the air and grabs me in a giant bear hug. Jaeden laughs and grabs onto her earring. “No, sweet baby. Momma’s going out tonight.” She carefully pries his fingers off her jewelry.

When his eyes well with tears and his cute bottom lip quivers, I bounce him in the air. “Now, none of that with your Auntie Nat.” Thankfully, I’m rewarded with uncontrollable giggles rather than a snot-filled cry fest because he’s not above one of those either.

“Hey, beautiful ladies.” Colton breezes in with Aubrey following behind him. He’s wearing a button-up dress shirt, tight black pants, and carrying his suit jacket over his shoulder. No wonder my sister gets all gooey inside over him. He’s smokin’ hot.

“Hey there, yourself.” Lillian places her arms around his waist. They whisper to each other for several seconds until it gets painfully awkward in the room.

I shift my attention to Aubrey. “Are you ready to play Barbies and dress-up?”

“Yep.” She runs to meet me and throws her arms around my waist. “I can’t wait.” She looks up at me and narrows her eyes. “I’m the boss.”

“Of course.” I rub her head with my free hand and roll my eyes.

She’s a gorgeous girl with dark black hair like her father, but she has my sister’s freckles on her nose and cheeks. The little pixie is as cute as a button, but a total sass-ass. I hope I’m lucky enough to have a strong, opinionated little girl someday with Trey’s hazel eyes and soft curls.

“Guess what?” Lillian steps backward and beams at Colton.

“You bought a new toy?”

“Well, yes.” She flushes and waggles her eyebrows. “A new swing.”

Aubrey jumps and claps her hands. “Yeah, a new swing.”

“Well, not exactly.” She pats Aubrey on the back.

Oh, fuck. My eyes widen. My sister and Colton are talking about using a sex swing. Oh, Lord. I need a fan. Block that out. Don’t think about it. Shit. I bite my bottom lip. I can’t stop the image from burning into my brain. I’ve seen sex swings in videos, but never in real life.

I tilt my head and press my lips together. Hmmm. Would Trey be interested in kinky sex? Never mind. Not going to ask. I don’t want to scare him off.

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