He grins. “I’m discussing it now.”
I pull back and smile. “I can see that. Whenever you’re ready. I can see the headlines. Frazer Cyber Security sold to wife’s ex-fiancé.”
“It does have quite a good ring to it.”
“I think so, too.”
CHAPTER 70
ELIJAH
SEVEN MONTHS LATER
Pen sits down with a grimace.
“Shit,” she mutters. “If I get any bigger, I’m going to need you to purchase haulage equipment.”
I bend down and drop a kiss on her lips.
“You’re beautiful. Even if you do require help to get up.”
She flips my arm with the back of her hand and grins.
“Good thing you’ve spent all those years working out. Hauling me out of the bathtub last week… I wasn’t even sure you were going to manage it.”
“Hey, that’s not fair. You were covered in soapsuds, and I didn’t want to drop you.”
Pen grins, and I drop down onto the sofa beside her, pulling her into my arms. My hand goes to her stomach, where I’m immediately greeted by a sharp movement under my hand.
“Little Frazer wants to say hi to Daddy,” Pen says as the kicking continues.
I move my hand, only to have it followed. My heart melts, and my throat clogs.
“Not long now, little one,” I say, untangling myself and placing a kiss where the last kick or punch came in.
Pen runs a hand through my hair as I rest my cheek against our child.
“The cake has arrived!” Lottie runs into the room, her excitement palpable. “Oh, Dad, leave my little sister or brother to rest,” she says.
“I notice you changed it around this time,” Pen says, grinning up at Lottie.
I look at my daughter, who winks.
“Can’t be giving it away by accident,” she says.
Lottie is the only one who knows the baby’s sex. Pen thought it would be fun for her to be involved in the gender reveal. Although she’s had help from Mum, Louise, and April in organising today’s party. Lottie is the only person who knows what the cake will reveal.
I chuckle and hold out an arm, inviting her to join us. She drops down next to us, her arm stretching around me, resting on Pen’s stomach.
“Hey, baby. I’m counting down the weeks,” she says, her eyes sparkling.
To say Lottie is excited about the imminent birth of her sibling is an understatement. Even with the birth of Leah and Gabriel’s identical twin girls, three and a half months ago, and little Callum growing up fast, she’s declared this is her own sibling, one she doesn’t have to give back or share. Pen laughed and told her she may not feel that way, once her baby brother or sister makes an appearance and is crying or taking her things. But she’s adamant, and knowing Lottie, she’s going to be an amazing big sister. Even dirty nappies don’t seem to be adeterrent. She’s been helping Leah with the twins to get in some practice.
“Why are you so excited? You’re the only person who knows, apart from our doctor, what the cake reveals,” I say, pulling her close.
“Exactly,” she says, grinning up at me. “And I’m guarding it with my life. No peeking, Dad.”
“As if I would.”
