“Oh, yeah. Dante turns into a monster when a new one comes out. Silas even took him to the hospital the first time because he didn’t know what was wrong and couldn’t get him to calm down.” She chuckles.
“Okay, well that makes me feel a bit better if you say it’s normal. What can we do to help her?”
She stands back up and we walk over to the kitchen, not wanting to disturb Gracie in her little moment of sleep. “They sell products for teething babies to help with the pain. She might get a fever, which is normal. You could also try freezing some of her milk and letting her suck on it, that should help, too.”
“Okay, yeah. I’ll try that. I’ll see if I can order some things and get them delivered.” I take my phone, ready to do some online shopping, when it lights up with an incoming call from Greyson. I changed his name to‘Wolf’in my phone, and he frowned when he saw it. It was funny.
“Hey, how is she doing?” he asks once I answer his video call.
“She’s pretty much the same. I got her down for a little nap, but I know it won’t last long. Cece just showed up and said she’s teething. It’s why she’s fussy. I was just about to get everything we need to help her out a bit.”
“Babies teethe?” he asks with confusion written all over his face.
Cecilia giggles from beside me as she pours us each a much-needed glass of wine. “Oh, you two are so adorable. Yes, babies grow teeth. They don’t just magically appear when you’re five.”
Grey rubs the back of his neck, seeming a bit embarrassed. “I’m a newbie here, give me a chance.” I angle the camera over for Cecilia to be in the shot as well. “Hey, Cece. Thanks for coming out to help Em, even if I had complete faith that she could handle it on her own.” His eyes fall on her but quickly refocus on me.
My brows lift slightly at the way he just acted with her, acknowledging her presence but not giving it more attention than needed. He even called her Cece instead of Rose, his usual choice of name. When I look at my friend, she has the same expression on her face.I guess she picked up on that, too.
“How are you holding up? I know you said last night wasn’t easy. I could ask Mira and John to watch her for a few hours while you rest,” he offers, knowing Silas’s parents and Cecilia’s in-laws wouldn’t mind babysitting Gracie for a few hours.
“No, I’m okay. Really, you don’t need to worry.” I smile warmly.
“I’m not worried, I know you got this. But I don’t want you burning yourself out, either.”
“I promise, I’m fine. But if I do need help, I’ll get some, okay? Just concentrate on winning some more games, and I’ll keep you updated.”
He gives me a toothy smile. He’s been smiling so much since Christmas, and it still makes my heart flutter every time. “Okay, I’ll see you in two days. Kiss little Gracie for me when she wakes up.”
“I will, see you in two days.”
“Bye, Bunny.”
I hang up and place the phone on the counter, sensing Cecilia’s eyes on me. “I’m guessing something happened during Christmas break?” she asks.
I shrug. “We maybe had a couple moments, and he said he wanted to talk about us when he gets back.”
“Oh wow. So, are you two, like, a couple now?”
“No, I don’t think so. I’m a little confused still, but I think talking should help clear it up a bit. Anyway, enough about me. Did you hear about baby Brey’s Christmas present from her secret admirer?” I waggle my brow, taking a sip of my wine.
“What!? Shane sent Aubrey a gift?!” Her mouth hangs open, eyes wide.
I nod and giggle. “Mhmm, and an expensive one too, from what I gathered. It’s some exclusive spot for a class with one of the best pastry chefs in the world.”
“Wow… those two are really crazy about each other. How is it that they’re the only ones who don’t see it?”
“Them and the boys apparently.” We both laugh at that.
Thank God the guys haven’t picked up on it yet, or at least Greyson. I know he wouldn't be too thrilled about that one.
“Hey, there’s something I wanted to talk to you about,” she says, turning fully toward me.
I put down my wine and face her as well, giving her my full attention. “What is it?”
“Well, Dante’s going to be one at the end of the week, and as much as I love being home with him all the time, I kind of miss working. Or at least doing something other than just being a mom.” She gives me an uncertain tight smile, then groans. “But then I also don’t want to be working all the time and only see him in the evenings and weekends. So I’ve been thinking about something, and I want your opinion on it,” she says, biting on her lip as if she might be nervous. Cecilia’s extremely smart. If she came up with something, it must be good.
“Okay, hit me with it.”
