Gage chuckled. “Anytime.”

Simon hung up and rested back against his chair. He had always been envious of the men that had littles, but he hadn’t realized how much she would worry him or how he couldn’t get his mind off of her.

He made his way back into the bedroom and slid into bed behind Casey. He wrapped his arms around her, and after kissing the back of her head, he fell asleep.

Chapter Twelve

Casey woke up during the night and immediately knew Simon was not in bed with her. She looked over her shoulder to see the empty bed.

She couldn’t stop the tears that ran down her face. She let herself go until she had no more tears, and the tension in her gut loosened enough for her to fall asleep again.

When she woke the next morning, Simon still wasn’t in bed. That told her she was doing the right thing by leaving. She dressed and made her way out to the kitchen and was surprised to see him at the stove.

“Oh, I thought you were gone,” she said.

Simon turned toward her. “No. I wanted to have breakfast with you. I was going to bring it into bed.”

Her eyes widened. No one had ever done anything so nice for her, and it was extra special since it was the last day she would see him.

“That’s really sweet. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Do I get a good-morning kiss?” he asked.

Casey walked to him, raised her face, and puckered. He smiled down at her before pressing his lips to hers. It only lasted a second.

“Why don’t you set the table and get us glasses of juice?” he said.

Casey had just finished pouring when Simon placed a plate in front of her. Oh, yum. If it was her choice, she would have French toast and bacon at every breakfast. They had had it once before, and she commented that it was her favorite.

She took a few bites. “So, where did you sleep last night?”

He looked surprised and opened his mouth, but she interrupted him.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked.”

Now, he looked mad. “It absolutely is your business. What is going on?”

“Nothing. I guess I’m tired.”

“I know it’s more than that, and I will get it out of you,” he warned.

Casey nodded and took a small bite. When it got stuck in her throat, she took a gulp of her orange juice to force it down.

Simon finished and took his plate to the sink, and she quickly followed. They cleaned the kitchen together.

“Go brush your teeth and get the things you’re bringing today. I’ll drop you at Kaleb’s again.”

Casey hadn’t thought about her suitcase. She quickly brushed and then stuffed an outfit and a few toiletries in a bag. She shoved Booboo in, so his head peeked out the top. She figured she could get the rest of her things later. She raced to meet him at the elevator.

“Slow down, Baby.”

She nodded. She leaned against him as the elevator went down. When Simon pulled his car into traffic, he reached for her hand.

He looked at her when they stopped at a stop sign. “Do you know what today is?”

Casey thought about it for a minute and then shook her head. “No.”

“We have a meeting with a doctor this afternoon to take the stitches out. How did you forget that?”