Fuck, I thought to myself. “Baby, what are you doing?”
“I believe I asked you first, Connor,” she said as she stepped off the elevator. “Why are you on this floor?”
“Oh, hell,” I said as I shook my head. I grabbed her hand. “Come on; I’ll show you the reason.”
I opened the apartment door and motioned for her to step inside. “I’m confused,” she said.
“Welcome to your art studio.”
A shocked expression overtook her face. “What?”
I wrapped my arms around her waist. “This is your art studio, baby. I bought it for you as a surprise and Cassidy is going to decorate it. This is where you’ll come and do all your painting with no interruptions.”
“Oh, Connor, I love it! Thank you,” she said as she kissed me.
She thanked Cassidy with a hug and then Cassidy announced she had to leave.
“I need to get home. I still have a lot to do for Camden’s party tomorrow.”
Ellery asked her if there was anything she could help her do. Cassidy politely said no and that she had everything under control. After she walked out of the apartment, Ellery shut the door and stood up against it with a smile on her face. I could tell she was up to something.
“We should get going,” I said.
“We will, after we christen my new art studio.” She smiled.
I felt a twinge below when she said that. She walked over to where I was standing, grabbed the bottom of my shirt, and lifted it over my head.
“I’m going to give you a proper thank you, Mr. Black,” she said as she unbuckled my belt.
I was grinning from ear to ear with that thought.
***
We pulled up to the long, winding driveway of my parents’ house. The porch was decorated with balloons and a big sign that said Happy Birthday, Camden. Ellery and I both smiled when we saw the sign, knowing that, in the not-too-distant future, we’d be doing the same for Julia. We stopped at our beach house first to drop off our bags and to check on things. It’d been a while since we’d been there because of everything that was going on. Mason and Landon were driving up for the party as well as Peyton and Henry, and Denny and his wife, Dana. I parked the Range Rover and unbuckled Julia’s car seat. Ellery grabbed the diaper bag and Camden’s gifts. As we walked into the house, Camden came running from the family room. I quickly put down the car seat as he ran into my arms.
“Happy birthday, buddy,” I said as I kissed his head. He smiled at me and then looked at Ellery and held his arms out to her. She set the gifts on the table and took him from me, hugging him and wishing him a happy birthday.
As Ellery took Julia from the car seat, Camden led me by the hand out to the backyard. All of our family and friends were there, laughing, talking, and having a good time. The minute my mother saw us, she ran over and took Julia from Ellery. As we made our rounds, Aunt Sadie came up to us and gave us both a hug. She took Ellery’s hand and turned it over. I really hated when she was at family functions. As she looked at Ellery and smiled, she squeezed her hand.
“You’re very healthy, my dear.”
“Thank you, Aunt Sadie; that’s good to know.” She smiled.
Aunt Sadie asked Ellery to bend down and she whispered something in her ear. I watched as Ellery smiled and thanked her.
“What was that about?” I asked when Aunt Sadie walked away.
“Oh, she just told me that she sees a little boy in our future.” She smiled as she hooked her arm around mine.
I raised my eyebrows at her. “We’re going to have a son?”
“According to Aunt Sadie, we are.” She laughed.
The thought of having a son thrilled me. A boy that I could groom to take over Black Enterprises like my dad did with me. I leaned over and kissed Ellery on the head.
“What was that for?” she asked.
“Just because I love you.”
She smiled as she gave my arm a squeeze. We walked over to where Denny and Dana were sitting and took a seat next to them. It wasn’t too long after I sat down that my father asked to see me. I followed him into the house and into his office, where he shut the door.
“How are things going with the trial, son?” he asked.
I ran my hand through my hair as I walked over to the bar and poured a glass of scotch. “It’s going like all trials go, Dad. I just wish this bullshit was over.”
“You got yourself into this mess, Connor. What the hell were you thinking, getting into a relationship with that whore?”
I took in a sharp breath as I looked at him. “I had my reasons.”
“You never said what those reasons were, and I want to know. I don’t want my company dragged through the mud because you couldn’t keep your dick in your pants.”