Page 61 of While We Waited

I usher Nova out of the chalet and into my truck. Warmth spreads through me when she allows me to lift her up into the passenger seat. She smiles at me and I can’t resist her. I kiss her forehead before clicking her seatbelt into place.

I’m not a man who needs a woman to follow his rules but I do want a woman who allows me to care for her the way Nova does. Or maybe I just want Nova. She’s all I can see and hear.

“I want to know the gender of the baby,” I announce once we’re driving toward the hospital where the OB/GYN has her practice.

“You couldn’t have mentioned this before today?”

“Sorry. I thought after you and my mom oohed and aahed over having a girl you wanted to know.”

“Are you okay with having a girl?”

I glance over at her. “Why wouldn’t I be okay with a girl?”

She shrugs and glances out of the window to avoid my gaze. “You’re a manly man. You have four brothers. Girls don’t seem to fit into your life.”

I grasp her hand. “You fit into my life.”

She snorts. “Because you knocked me up.”

“Best mistake of my life.”

She gasps. “Are you serious?”

I grunt. I don’t want to explain how spending a night tangled up in the sheets with her was the single most sexy experience of my life. Or how her getting pregnant allowed me to see past my fear of ruining her. Or how I’m falling in love with her.

She rubs a hand over her belly. Her pregnancy is still not visible but every time she touches her stomach and reminds me of the child we created, I get hard. My cock twitches and I clear my throat before I get hard now.

She rolls her eyes. “A grunt is not an answer.”

“We’re here,” I announce instead of responding to her.

I park and help her out of my truck. I enjoy the feeling of her in my arms. It’s why I often carry her out of the truck. I want her in my arms where I can protect her and cherish her as often as possible.

“You ready?” I ask as I lace my fingers with hers and lead her into the hospital.

She bounces on her toes. “Beyond ready. I can’t wait to hear Sprog’s heartbeat and see the little fingers and toes.”

Her smile spreads from ear to ear and her eyes sparkle with happiness. Those dark, exotic eyes mesmerize me. I want to stare into them while I’m moving inside of her, buried deep.

So much for not getting hard this morning.

“Nova Myers,” Nova announces to the receptionist and I scowl. Nova’s last name should be the same as mine – Clark. But we’re not there. She doesn’t even realize we’re a couple yet.

“Have a seat,” the receptionist says and I place my hand on Nova’s lower back to guide her to a chair.

I notice several women staring at me as we settle in our seats but I ignore them – the only woman I’m interested in is sitting next to me – and pull out my phone to check my email while we wait.

“Psst,” Nova whispers.

I grunt since I’m in the middle of reading an email about some water damage to one of our chalets.

“Psst.”

When I don’t respond this time, she elbows me. I set my phone down.

“What is it?”

“Keep it down,” she whispers.

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