“I need you, Blue. I didn’t realize how much until I couldn’t reach you.”
“I-is it my turn yet?”
He nodded.
“I love you, Jay. Let’s forgive each other and move on now.”
“Yes, I want that,” he whispered, cupping her cheeks.
“And I’m starting a boutique in Lyntacky, just so you know.” Her smile was wobbly through the tears. “And I’m really excited about it.”
“Nice. I want to be a financial backer,” he said, pressing a kiss to her soft lips.
“We’ll have to negotiate that, but not now. Now I want you to take me upstairs and put me to bed.”
He smiled. “I can do that.”
Chapter 33
“Jay.”
“Hmm?”
“Jay.”
He looked up at Blue’s sharp tone. She was sitting on the sofa, her feet in his lap while he read emails on his phone. His girl wore a T-shirt dress that was stretched tight over her large stomach.
“What’s up?”
“I need to walk because my back is sore.”
“Okay.” He lowered his phone and stood. Reaching down, he helped her up.
She’d had a scan early in her pregnancy, but after that, just visits with Dr. Hannah. He’d protested that it was better to go somewhere for scans regularly, but Blue had said she trusted the woman who’d fixed her first broken bone better than strangers, so he’d given in.
Dr. Hannah had told Jay to calm down, and that the signs had been good all along, and Blue and the baby were tracking well. He just needed to support Blue through this.
So he’d tried really hard to do that. The problem was, he couldn’t control what was going on, but he had learned to adjust to that fact daily since Blue had moved back in with him.
“Do you think I need to repack?—”
“If you say baby bag, Jay, I won’t be responsible for my actions,” Blue gritted out. “It has everything we need, and it’s not like we live in the wilderness, where it’s snowing and takes a five-day hike to get to the shops.”
He wisely didn’t add anything to that.
“I can walk,” she said, sounding testy.
“So can I and have been since I was about eight months old,” he said, taking her hand, and linking their fingers.
“Trust you to be advanced enough to walk at eight months old,” she muttered, then Blue sighed. “Sorry for being a bitch.”
He kissed her cheek.
They’d shopped for baby stuff, using, at Blue’s insistence, the money that her old employer, Cavanagh Sale, had handed over after Jay had threatened them with legal action. With the combined forces of JD, Sawyer, and Jay’s contacts, it hadn’t taken them long to give in, as the fallout would have harmed their business. The rest of the money was now in a college fund for their kid.
The baby’s room had been under debate for days as they’d discussed colors and furniture, but last week it had finally been finished, with everything they wanted, including a big comfy rocking chair.
Jay had put together the baby bassinet that had come with instructions that had been beyond even him. Brody had come to help.
