“That’s my girl.” He picked Liam up and handed me my sandwich.
Bree and I winked at each other, oh if Brandon only knew. Carrie, Bree and I had already planned out this day, including the date night. Only Bree knew what was really going on, but Carrie had been the one to suggest acting like it was her idea. The only reason Carrie had enough things at her house was because we had Liam’s bag already packed and ready for the night. We finished our food, and hung out with the guys for another few minutes before finally taking off. I’m not sure who was more anxious to leave, me or Breanna. But thankfully the guys picked up on our bouncing legs and shifting eyes towards the clock and practically pushed us out of the gym after hugs, kisses and a couple quick introductions to some of the regulars.
***
“Harper, are you already home?”
My stomach erupted into a million butterflies when I heard his husky voice down the hall. I couldn’t believe I was so nervous right now. Well not nervous, just really giddy. Okay, maybe a little nervous. I checked my outfit, or lack thereof, to make sure I looked okay. I was wearing black lace underwear and a blue silk spaghetti strap that I knew he loved. Fluffing my long hair that I’d loosely curled the bottoms of, I stood up straight at the end of the bed and waited. My palms started sweating and I was biting the crap out of my bottom lip when he walked in the bedroom door.
“God you’re gorgeous.” He took two large steps toward me and picked me up in his arms, since me standing on my tiptoes wasn’t enough for him. “I didn’t think you’d be here yet.” He nuzzled against my neck.
“I could always leave and come back later…?”
“Hell. No. I’ve been thinking about tonight all day, I’m not putting it off any longer than it takes for me to shower.”
I smiled, this was exactly what I’d been planning on. “Well then hurry up,” I pressed my body closer to his, “like you said earlier, this is long overdue.”
He trailed his fingers lightly over my chest and down my waist before setting me down, “Three minutes.” Capturing my bottom lip with his teeth, he tugged softly, then ran his tongue over it as he pushed me down onto the bed and headed for the bathroom.
I scooted up the bed until I was sitting against the headboard, legs crossed Indian style, and tried not to bounce up and down while I waited. Every second that passed felt like an hour and I held my breath, trying to listen to what he was doing. The water turned on and my heart sunk. Had he not noticed? I put it right next to the basket of towels, and he always grabbed a towel to bring it closer to the shower before he got in. I wrung my hands together and forced my bottom lip out from my teeth, which in turn made me start biting on the inside of my cheek. A few minutes passed, and then he was there, a towel wrapped around his hips, water still falling down his toned body, with wide eyes, a dropped jaw and clutching something in his hand.
“Harper, what is this?”
I shakily forced a smile onto my face. I didn’t know how he would react, and unfortunately, I couldn’t tell exactly what he was thinking right now.
“Is this – Is this?” He ran a hand over his buzzed head and huffed a short laugh, “Is this what I think it is? Are you – sweetheart are we having a baby?”
I nodded and he practically flew at me with the biggest smile on his face. Capturing my face in his hands, he kissed me over and over, laughing in between each one.
“When did you find out?” He asked breathlessly and kissed me again.
I scrunched my nose and looked at him warily, “Two weeks ago?”
Thankfully he couldn’t stop smiling, I had been worried he would be upset about that part, “And you’re just now telling me?” He growled playfully and buried his face in my neck.
My breathing was getting ragged and I had to force myself to answer him, “Well I had my first appointment today, and I wanted to wait until I had that to tell you.”
“Wait, today?” He sat back to look at me, “I thought you and Bree were doing wedding stuff.”
“Yeah, we did all that yesterday. The appointment was all we had today. I was pretty positive I knew what the doctor was going to say, and I wanted to be alone with you when you found out, so I called your mom, asked her if she would watch Liam after we were done.”
“So that was you? Not her?” He smiled and shook his head at me. “Wait, wait, wait. So Bree already knows?”
I laughed, “She was actually the one to make me take the test. I swear she has a built-in radar for pregnant women. I had no idea and she just showed up with a test one day and forced me into the bathroom.”
“She would. Who else knows?”
“No one, and if Bree hadn’t been literally waiting outside the door that day, you would have been the first to know, I promise.”
“I can’t blame you for Bree knowing, she’s kind of a force all her own. She gets her way with everything.”