Page 68 of Enchanting the CEO

"No. I've been a few times while you were asleep. Construction’s going well."

My eyes widened. “Wow. Talk about being out of it.”

He frowned. "You really were sick. I'd feel better if you went to the doctor, just in case."

I shook my head. "You worry too much."

"Just about you. I'm not usually a worrier, but I do everything differently with you."

I squirmed in my spot, putting a hand on my stomach. His words were like balm to my soul.

"I'll think about it," I promised him. Although I didn't really have time to go to a doctor, and I wasn't even sure my insurance would cover it. I'd lost some benefits when they cut back my hours. But that was another story altogether.

We drove in silence for the first part, and then I chatted his ear off about anything and everything under the sun. I was usually chatty, but I couldn't lie to myself. I was a bit nervous.

"So, where does Maddox live?" I asked him.

"In the North End, although I think he wants to move," Gabe said.

"Is Maddox older than you?"

"Yeah. Everyone's older than me," Gabe replied with a laugh.

"And what exactly do they do? I totally forgot.”

"Maddox has a company that provides organization and design to office spaces, Nick has fitness clubs, and Leo is into real estate."

"Do you see each other at work often?"

"Not really. Even though Whitley Industries is an entity, we each do our own thing. We do try to support each other as much as possible in business, though. For example, when I opened the bar, Spencer ran ads in all his magazines. He didn't even charge me, which I'm still not too happy about."

"How come?" I asked.

"Because that was prime ad space. But I'll find a way to pay him back somehow. Babysitting comes to mind."

My heart melted at that. "What gave you that idea?"

"He likes for the baby to bond with the family. I haven't really spent that much time with him, although I’ve wanted to. But when Ben was a baby, he looked so breakable that I was afraid to even hold him." He looked at me abruptly. "Don't ever tell him that or he won't trust me."

The corner of my mouth tipped up. "I won't say a word. But honestly, I think your fears are legitimate. I haven't been around babies too much. They’re adorable, but yes, they look extremely breakable. Especially when they’re super small and you have to pay attention to support their head and stuff. So no one in the family babysits?"

"Oh no, my grandparents often spend time with him, sometimes even overnight."

"Wait. Didn't you tell me that they’re ninety? Although, your grandmother does look pretty spry."

"They're both in great shape for their age, but Spencer always insists his regular babysitter be present, too, when Ben spends the night there."

We arrived in front of a gorgeous home a few seconds later.

"This is the one?" I asked when Gabe parked the car.

"Yeah."

It was a modern house with a lot of windows. "Why would he even want to move away?"

"I think he said something about it being too small."

My mouth formed an O. This looked huge to me, but then again, I'd been living in shoeboxes most of my life.

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