She wanted to call Josh, share the news that Annette was going on her first date in decades. She wanted to ask him how Roger was doing, find out if anything new had gone on with Lenore.
But she hesitated to reach out. They’d patched up their differences last Thursday. That night, he’d promised not to be a stranger. And yet four days had passed without a word from him.
No, four days without a word from him didn’t make him a stranger.
It did kind of bother her, though. Until all this drama over her pregnancy, they used to talk several times a week.
But that was before she’d turned down his marriage proposal and ended their longtime fling—which was a lot, now she actually thought it over. Plus, this week he had Shane with him, so he was busy being a dad.
She’d just grabbed the remote to check out her streaming options when her phone buzzed.
It was Josh.
Grinning, she answered. “What’s going on?”
“Just checking in. Shane’s in bed.”
“Dillon, too.”
“Roger and I are sitting around doing nothing.”
“It’s the same here. A thrill a minute…”
They made plans. He would be picking her up for her eighteen-week ultrasound, which was scheduled for next Monday.
“I can’t wait,” he said. “We’re going to find out if it’s a girl or a boy, right?”
“Yep,” she replied. “Got a preference?”
He said either was great. She agreed that she felt the same.
“I want you to come to my place for my birthday,” he said.
“Wouldn’t miss it.” she replied. He was hitting the big 3-0. “It’s two weeks from Friday, right?”
“That’s it. I’ll be manning grill. Come at five—or whenever you can take off from the hotel. No presents. Bring Dillon. And you know the boys will be after us to let Dillon stay over.”
“No doubt about that,” she agreed.
“So maybe just bring his pajamas and toothbrush. Hecan spend the night, and I’ll drop him at your house when I take Shane to Lenore’s Saturday morning.”
“That’ll work.”
“And invite Annette,” he said. “I’m inviting my mom, my dad, my brother and Sadie and the kids. Joe and Macy and their kids, too.”
“What can I bring to eat?”
“Not a thing. I’m grilling steaks and chicken. My mom and Sadie are handling everything else.”
“You sure?”
“Positive.”
“Josh. No way I’m showing up empty-handed.”
“Okay, okay. Bring whatever you want to bring.”
“Thank you, I will—and I have big news. On Friday, Annette is going on a date with Miles Crowne.”
