“You’re going to be a good dad,” I tell him, running my fingers through his strands.
“And you’re going to be the best mother.”
I know it’s going to be hard, but this is something I’m confident I’ll be good at because all I need to do is give this baby everything I wanted from my own mom, and then some.
And I will never let my child go through what I went through.
“Thank you. We’re like the dream team.” I chuckle softly.
“I like it.” He smiles up at me, hazel eyes crinkling in the corners. “I’m going to recommend we wash our own bodies, though, because, Teagan, if I get my hands on you again, I’m not going to be able to control myself again.”
His words stun me because now all I want to do is see this man unrestrained forme.
“Okay,” is all I manage to say as we turn back to back and wash our bodies in peace and quiet.
I figure he’ll go his own way once we’re drying off with towels, but he doesn’t.
He helps me slip into an oversized T-shirt and panties, my form of pajamas. While I do my skincare, he leaves, and I think he’s gone for the night until he returns with ice-cold water and a cookie on a plate that he made today, leaving it on my nightstand.
Instead of telling him that he didn’t need to do that, I simply say, “Thank you. For everything.”
He smirks, looking like he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
“Not a problem at all to help with that.”
“I would say I’d ask you if I need help again…but it was a one-time thing,” I trail off, folding my hands together behind my back.
“A one-time thing,” he repeats.
“Agreed.” I smile faintly, feeling less content than I did a few minutes ago at the reminder.
“I’ll be leaving in the morning to go on the road for two weeks,” he says, adding to my declining mood.
Where I once was happy at the idea of barely running into each other while home, the idea of him being gone for so long makes me sad. He’s become a part of my routine. Whenever we’re not working, we spend all of our time together. I’ve come to enjoy his company, and he’s made me realize something I didn’t know I’d been missing.
“Good luck. For the games and dealing with my brother.”
He grins. “I’ll do my best, at both.” His grin quickly fades, his face transforming into a look of concern. “If you need anything, call me. But if you need something urgently, Camille stays behind for away games, so don’t hesitate to reach out to her.”
“Don’t worry, Blueberry and I will be just fine,” I assure him, my tone confident despite my surprising sadness over him leaving for so long. “You take care of us so much that we’ll be content for the next two weeks.”
Quentin chuckles softly at that. “All right. Good night, and see you soon.”
“Yeah, good night,” I reply.
When I get into bed, there are two things I know for certain.
One is that I’m still wildly attracted to the father of my baby.
Two is that I’m going to miss him.
And both are a problem.
Chapter 34
Teagan
It’s been a week since my brother found out about Quentin being the father of the baby. The longer I waited to tell him, the harder it was to figure out a way to tell him without him losing his mind.
