Page 68 of Can We Try?

Maggie

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“You’re really not going to tell me where we’re going?” I ask Lachlan.

“That would spoil the surprise.”

“A hint?” I ask hopefully.

“My lips are sealed.” He makes a move like he’s zipping his lips and tossing away the key.

I spent the night at his place last night, something we’ve been doing since last Saturday after Kane’s birthday party. If I’m not at his place, he’s at mine. Every minute that I spend with him has me falling harder.

“We’re here,” he says, parking his truck outside a nondescript brick building just outside Nashville.

“And where is here?” I study the building, looking for clues, but I come up empty.

“Well—” He removes his seat belt and turns to face me. “—I booked us for an adventurous day together.”

“Did you forget that I’m six months pregnant? What kind of adventure are we talking?”

He reaches over and places his hand on my belly. “I’d never be able to forget you or our son, Maggie. Maybe adventure wasn’t the right word.” He points to the brick building. “We’re going in here to have a 3D ultrasound and then the next floor up, we’re booked for a couple's massage. Yours is pregnancy accommodating,” he adds.

“No way!” My mouth falls open. “How did you know I wanted to do that? The 3D ultrasound?”

“I didn’t, but when we were at our twenty-week appointment, I saw an ad for this place on the table in the waiting room. I picked up a card. I was sure you saw me, but I guess not.”

“No, I didn’t. Lachlan, this is amazing! I’m so excited. Thank you.” I lean toward him over the console, as far as my belly will allow me, and he meets me more than halfway to press his lips to mine.

“Today is our day. Just the three of us. Our little family,” he says, smiling.

“Our family,” I repeat. Our relationship has changed, but we haven’t talked about it. Instead, we’re just doing what feels right. For me, being with Lachlan feels exactly that.

I’ve let the insecurities of my past dictate my life for far too long. Part of me likes to think that I was waiting for Lachlan. That I needed his stubbornness to not allow me to push him away in order to break past the barriers my past had locked around my heart.

“Come on. We don’t want to be late.” Lachlan grabs his keys from the ignition, his phone from the cupholder, and exits the truck.

I know I’m supposed to wait for him to help me down. It’s his thing. However, I’m too damn excited to wait this time. I have the door open and my foot on the running board to hop down when he lifts me from the truck, placing my feet on the ground.

“You didn’t wait for me.”

“Because we’re going to see our baby today, Lachlan. In 3D!”

“We are.” He bends his head and presses his lips to mine. “Come on. Let’s go see our son.”

I’m practically skipping all the way inside, where the warmth from the furnace greets us, masking the cool November Tennessee air.

“Welcome to Mommy and Me. How can I help you?” the young receptionist asks.

“Lachlan and Maggie Noble, we have an appointment at ten for a 3D ultrasound and then the couple's massage after,” he tells her.

She replies, but I’m too busy running his words over in my mind. “Lachlan and Maggie Noble.” I like the sound of that far too much.

“Perfect. You’re with Clara today for your ultrasound. I’ll take you back to her now. If you’ll follow me,” the receptionist says.

With my hand locked in his, Lachlan follows the receptionist down the long hallway and stops just outside the door. “Clara, your ten o’clock is here.”

“Great, thank you, Ashley,” Clara says as we enter the room. “Hi, Mom and Dad. I’m Clara, your ultrasound tech.” She glances down at her computer. “My notes say you’re having a little boy. Congratulations.”

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