I smile, then drop a kiss against his lips, my hands framing his face and running through the stubble he’s let grow out thicker than I’ve ever seen. “You were saying?”
“We have feelings for each other.”
“Yes. I feel you can be very grumpy.” I yelp when he tickles my sides. “Okay, I like you.”
“You like me?” he murmurs.
“More than like you?” I stare into his eyes, a shade of green that’s quickly become my favourite.
“I didn’t know it was possible to feel the way I do about you. It’s so easy to breathe when you’re around, but at the same time, you take my breath away,” he says, resolute in his confession.
“I l—”
“I love you.” Gage quickly snatches the words from me. “You’ve given so much of yourself to me over the last few months. You’ve given so much ofmyselfback to me. I couldn’t let you say those words first. They had to be mine.”
I rest my arms over his shoulders, brushing my nose against his. “I love you, too.”
When he kisses me, I feel it in my soul, warming me from the inside out.
“Anna came through with some recommendations. I was able to get into a GP after hours today so we can get your referral, and then we’ll see the OBGYN on Friday.”
“You’ve been busy this morning.”
He reaches behind me. “I also made you a ginger tea, and there’s a yogurt parfait in the fridge for your breakfast.”
It feels as though my stomach swoops as I’m caught off guard by Gage’s actions. He’s surprised me from day one, but nothing prepared me for the way he’s been since finding out I’m pregnant. The way he looks after me and wants to do things for me, it feels like I have a true partner in all of this.
“Thank you, Grim. That’s very sweet. I should probably head home so I can get ready for work. Caleb is surely wondering where I am.”
I drop down from the counter, moving to the fridge and searching for the breakfast Gage spoke of. There’s a mason jar on the top shelf layered with yogurt, oats, berries, nuts, and what looks like maple syrup drizzled down the sides.
I can feel the blush that fills my cheeks as I turn back to him, hugging the jar to my chest. “This is so cute.”
He doesn’t share my smile, instead frowning as he looks at his watch. “It’s before seven. Cale will really be wondering where you are at this time?”
“He doesn’t expect me in, he just knows I’m an early riser. I’m always in before seven, but by the time I get home, get ready and walk through the office doors, it’ll probably be closer to eight.”
“Oh,” Gage says, still sounding concerned.
I set my breakfast jar on the counter behind him, leaning my hands on his chest, tracing the lines where my name is inked.
“I can see you’re worried, but there’s no need. OG won’t mind if I’m late. I’ll text him in a sec.”
“Well, he’ll have to get on board if you need to work fewer hours. You’re pregnant.”
“Plenty of pregnant women still work and literally do everything they did before they were pregnant.” He has a sourpuss look on his face, making me giggle. “Why are you grumpy?”
He rests his hands behind my lower back. “Well, I don’t want you to do more than you feel able to.”
“I promise, if my body tells me to slow down, I’ll listen. But there’s no need to make changes to my daily life unless I’mmedically required. You can even ask the doctor when we see them, if that’ll make you feel better.”
“I suppose,” he grumps.
“What are you doing today?”
“I normally garden, catch up on admin, and go to Life Vine on Mondays, but with my leg, I can’t do too much of my normal stuff.”
“How is your leg? I’m sorry, I haven’t even asked about your injury.”
