Bodie leans over to whisper in my ear. “I think that’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. She looks just like you. Now let's sneak out before she wakes up.”
We are walking through the foyer when Maw-Maw calls my name. “Hey, I’m glad I caught you. Can you grab me a couple things while you're at the store?” she asks, holding up a list with a huge wad of cash.
I grab it from her, ignoring the cash. “Of course. Vivian is napping in the treehouse. We shouldn’t be gone too long. Callum and Silas are picking the boys up from school when they get off work.”
She holds out the money again. “Here, take this and use it to get Lochlan’s birthday stuff as well.”
“Nope. Not happening.” I nudge Bodie towards the door, hoping he gets the hint. “Run, Bodie.”
I jet toward the front door, not really running since I’m pregnant and huge. It’s more of a waddled jog. Honestly, for me to be this big at only twenty-one weeks fucking sucks. I can’t even fathom how big I’ll be when I have the girls.
We make it to Bodie’s truck with my grandmother yelling from behind us. “Isla Claire! Get your ass back here and take this money!”
“Sorry, I can’t hear you!” I cackle and slam the truck door.
Bodie and I burst out laughing as soon as we get the doors closed. “Oh, she’s going to murder me for that, but it was great.”
“Oh, she’s definitely going to be pissed, but I think she secretly loves all the shit we give her. I think she was lonely before you and the kids moved back, and now between all of us and Will, she seems happier than she did when I used to see her around town,” Bodie admits, reaching to hold my hand like he does every time we’re in the car.
“I think you’re right. I hate that I was away from her for so long and she missed out on so much of the kids' lives, but I’m thrilled she’ll be here to watch them grow from now on, and she’ll get to watch the twins grow from the moment they are born.” My phone dings, letting me know I have a notification.
“Hmm, that’s weird.” I muse out loud, wondering why I have a notice from my banking app as I open it.
“Oh, no, she didn’t,” I growl out, dialing my grandmother's number, which goes straight to voicemail.
“What did she do?” Bodie asks, trying not to laugh but knowing it’s going to be something funny.
“She just deposited seven hundred dollars into my account. I don’t understand her. When I moved back, she gave me a bank account with literal millions in it. The value is constantly going up due to investments and whatever else she has going on, then there’s the fact she is constantly putting more money into mine and the kids' accounts.” I take a deep breath. “I’m extremely grateful, but I don’t want her to feel like she has to constantly give us money, and it’s very overwhelming.” I look over to see a stunned Bodie.
Apparently, I never told the guys how much I’m actually worth. “So, uh, I guess that’s something we should talk about, huh?”
Bodie glances over at me. “Not if you don’t want to, Angel. We can keep our finances separate if that’s what you want. If you want us to all sit down and discuss it, we will when everyone is home. Now, let’s go spend your grandmother's money.” I choke back a laugh at the last bit. I’m going to get her back for that.
* * *
Doingthe normal grocery runs with Bodie at the supermarkets aren’t that great. However, since we needed party supplies and had some other household things to get this time, we decided on Walmart. If there is one place I love to go, it’s Walmart; it has everything all in one store so I don’t have to drive to a million places.
We figured the best option was to get all the non-perishable items first, so we started with household things. Everyone needed toothpaste, soap, socks, deodorant, and more vitamins. Maw-Maw’s list was her diet cokes, protein bars, and body wash. We walked down every aisle and got way more stuff than we needed-including new clothes for all five kids, and more maternity clothes for me. By the time we made it around to the food, we had already filled up two buggies, so Bodie had to grab another.
We made sure to squeeze a full grocery haul into this trip as well, so all three buggies were slap full when we made it to the checkout line.
The cashier looked less than amused when we started putting things on the belt. “Did y’all find everything okay?” she asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Yes, ma’am. I think we found plenty.” I chuckle as I organize everything on the belt the way I like it.
I am very picky about a few things and how my groceries are bagged is one of them. Since he knows how particular I am about it, Bodie is bagging while I load the belt. Because there’s so much, he runs to go get another buggy to start putting the bags in, and takes the empty ones from me to fill as well. It takes twenty-five minutes, two separate transactions due to the item limitations, and over a thousand dollars, but we finally get everything loaded and back to the truck.
My stomach lets out a loud growl when we get back into the truck. “How much do you love me?” I bat my eyes up at Bodie.
“Let me guess, you’re hungry for something unhealthy?” he grins wryly.
“Oh, definitely after all that walking. I want a taco burger with cheese from Taco Bandido, pickle fries with ranch and a Dr. Pepper with cherries from Sonic, and a deluxe chicken sandwich from Chick-fil-A” I chirp happily, already dreaming of my snacks.
“You’re killing me, babe, but let's go feed the beast,” Bodie jokes, headed toward our first stop.
“Oh yeah, tomorrow is my anatomy scan. You’re coming, right?” I ask when I see the reminder on my phone as we pull in to the drive through
“Of course, Angel. I wouldn’t miss it. The appointment is at ten-thirty, right?” He asks before pulling up to the speaker to order. He also grabs a snack for himself which isn’t all that surprising since he secretly loves junk food.
