Page 60 of Can We Try?

“I have to pee on that stick Lachlan is holding. I’m sure it’s nothing. Just stress.”

“It might be something, and it might be nothing. Either way, I’m going to be right next to you when you find out.” He takes the test from Lachlan’s hand and slides his arm around Brogan’s waist. “We’ll see you guys later. Maggie, thanks for this.” He holds up the pregnancy test as they head toward the door.

“I hope she’s not mad at me,” I say, worrying my bottom lip.

“She’s not mad. She’s the one who spoke up. That was a good thing you did for her.”

“She’s my friend. They both want this so badly.”

“It will happen for them. Who knows, maybe they’ll be announcing some news tonight like we are. Speaking of news, I called Pastry Heaven and had them make us cupcakes with a blue center. She worked me in, thankfully. They have white icing with blue and pink sprinkles, and I got white cake and chocolate.”

“Really? I love that. The kids are going to love it too.”

“Won’t be long, and our son will be a part of that group.”

His words fill me with joy, excitement, and most of all, love. For him and for our son.

“It will be here before we know it,” he adds.

I smile. “Thank you for all of this. I’ll give you some money.”

“You’re welcome, and no, you won’t. You take such good care of us,” he says, rubbing my belly. “I wanted to do this for you.”

I look into his eyes willing him to understand how much all of his support means to me.

“Fine, I’ll pay you like this.” He steps forward, wraps his arms around my waist, and kisses me. Just as with every kiss and every touch, fire ignites between us. Lachlan lifts me to sit on the counter, knocking over some of the food in the process, but he doesn’t stop kissing me. His palms rest against my cheeks, my legs wrap around his waist, and we’re as close as we can get with my belly between us. He takes his time, tasting me, and I let him because I crave his kisses, crave his touch.

“Thank you, Mags.” He slows the kiss, then rests his forehead against mine.

“You’re welcome.” He runs his hands up and down my back, before finally pulling away. I miss the heat of his body next to mine and his touch instantly.

“Let’s put this stuff away. I’ll then run out and get the cupcakes, and we’re going to try out that new mattress and bed. We’re taking a nap.”

Maybe we can test the bed out for something other than napping? I don’t say that though. Instead, I go with light and teasing to hide my desire for him—there’s no time for that right now. “You tired, old man?” I grin. He’s only nine years older than me, so he’s far from an old man, but I still tease him about it. Our age has never come up. We’re just Maggie and Lachlan, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I don’t notice the years between us. Some might think that’s too old, but I don’t notice the age gap when we’re together. It’s just a number on a piece of paper.

“Not tired, but I know you are.” As if his words give my body permission, I yawn.

“A short nap would be nice,” I confess.

“You don’t have to tell me, but did you take the test?” I ask Brogan, keeping my voice low so no one can overhear us.

“I did.” Her blinding smile tells me what her words don’t. “We don’t want to ruin your surprise.”

“Never. If you’re ready to tell everyone, tell them. This baby is a blessing,” I tell her.

“I know you’re supposed to wait until you’re out of your first trimester, but I don’t know if Maddox can keep it quiet that long.”

“Then don’t. Announce it tonight. We’re all here.”

“I don’t want to take away from you and Lachlan.”

“We’re family,” I tell her. “You could never take away. Only enhance.”

“Enhance what?” Maddox asks.

“Our lives.” I smile at him.

“She figured it out,” Brogan tells him.

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