CeCe sits up, lifting her feet to rest in Ginger’s lap. “Our babies are gonna be such good friends. Not Angels next gen.”
“I’m due in the spring, so I’ll be right behind you.” Ginger pops some Skittles into her mouth with a smile as a vision of our kids growing up together washes over me. Hell, I must be getting sappy in my hormonal state because I can’t stop the tears from gathering in my eyes again.
We spend the next hour in easy conversation, talking baby stuff, what music Cassie is writing, how Mama Jo is going to cope with three grandbabies in tow. I show them photos of my house now that it’s nearing completion.
“Shane thinks it will be only another three weeks or so before it’s done.”
“And then what?” Ginger asks, piling her unruly curls into a big messy bun. “You seem pretty cozy here.”
I sigh. “I don’t know.”
I take a sip of my homemade mocktail, a strawberry daiquiri made from a Pinterest recipe. The girls seem to like it.
“You’ll know when he gets home,” Jo chimes in. She’s been helping us solve boy, and then man, problems since we were fifteen. “Those first few seconds with him will solve everything. I’d bet my last dollar on it.”
As if on cue, my phone buzzes in my lap.
A
Looks like you and little bear are gonna have to get used to having a roommate again.
I smile down at my phone as a thousand butterflies take flight with just the sight of his name on my lock screen.
ME
You’re coming home?
A
Filling out the paperwork as we speak.
My heart hammers in my chest with anticipation.
ME
Are you okay?
A
I’m wrecked.
A
But I can’t fucking wait to see you, Liv.
My stomach drops with his honesty.God. I really miss him.
“If he looks at you anywhere close to the way you’re looking at your phone, I’d say it’s written in the stars,” Jo says as she fills her bowl back up with potato chips.
I look around at my best friends, so damn grateful for them. “Total gaga.” CeCe laughs and the rest of the girls follow. But I let them, because the excitement rushing through my blood and the smile I’m wearing isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
Daddy’s coming home, little bear.
CHAPTER 47
Asher
It’s just after four in the morning when I come in through my front door as quietly as I can. Olivia will absolutely be sleeping, and I don’t want to wake her, but Duke is already wise to my arrival and is at the door waiting for me when I open it. I drop to my knees as he whimpers into me.
