“Keep it professional, Reese.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.”
We join Kai and Miller at a picnic table. I set Reese’s plate in front of her, then her utensils, and she places the two beers next to me.
We take the bench opposite them, and thankfully Reese is too busy tucking her legs under the table that she doesn’t catch my daughter grabbing my attention.
Miller lifts a single yet knowing brow.Should I call her Mommy? she silently mouths.
Fucking hell.
“Behave yourself,” I quietly remind her.
“What?” Reese asks.
“Nothing,” Miller and I quickly say at the same time.
Kai just laughs without a care in the world because for once he’s not on the receiving end of Miller’s asinine comments.
“I brought you a beer, but I’m starting to regret that decision.” I push the Corona across the wooden table to her.
Miller hesitates, looking at the bottle, then to Kai.
“What?” I ask.
Kai gives the smallest nod of his head, a weirdly eager look on his face.
Miller wraps her hand around the beer, but instead of bringing it to her lips to take a sip, she pushes it back in my direction.
From next to me, Reese lets out this excited little gasp. The sound is fucking adorable and so unexpected coming from her, but I have no idea what she’s figured out that I haven’t.
“Can’t drink that,” Miller states.
My eyes bounce from her to Kai then back to her, both of them watching me expectantly.
“No way.”
Miller huffs a laugh, her smile blooming, waiting for me to confirm I’ve figured this out on my own.
“Are you pregnant?”
She nods frantically.
My voice goes all soft. “Are you really?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh my God.” I stand from my seat as she does the same and I meet her, wrapping my arms over her shoulders and pulling her into a hug. “Holy hell. Congratulations, Millie.”
My mind is all over the place. Is she feeling okay? Is she excited? Does she need anything from me?
Then it moves on to the same thought process that occurs anytime something big happens in Miller’s life.
I wish Claire were here to see this.
I’m so thankful I get to be a part of Miller’s important life moments, even though her mom can’t.
And finally, I wish I had someone to share this with.
