Page 70 of Can We Try?

Resting my head back against the seat, I close my eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this content in my adult life, not since losing my parents. It’s a feeling I want to relish. That’s my last thought as I drift off to sleep.

When I wake, it’s to Lachlan running his index finger down my cheek. “We’re here,” he tells me.

“Where is here?” I ask groggily.

“At Grandma Doris’s place.”

Blinking a few times, I take in our surroundings. “Is that your parents’ car?” I ask, seeing the dark blue SUV in the driveway.

“Yeah,” he says, cupping my cheek. “I thought we could share the video and pictures from today with them.”

“Is there anything that you don’t think of?” I ask him.

“Not when it comes to my family. Come on. They’re waiting for us.” He flashes me a wide smile and climbs out of the truck. This time, I stay in my seat and wait for him. When he opens my door, I grip his shirt and pull him closer.

“Thank you for all that you do for us,” I whisper against his lips before kissing him softly. I quickly pull back, not wanting his parents or my grandmother to be looking out the window and watching us. Not that they don’t think we’ve been in this exact position before. I mean, we’re having a baby together after all.

“You and our boy are my world, Maggie. I’d do anything for you.”

Hand in hand, we walk into my grandmother’s house. The sound of her laugh fills my soul as we make our way to the living room. Lachlan’s parents are sitting on the couch, while Grandma Doris is in her chair, and they’re laughing and talking like old friends.

It’s been a long damn time since this house has heard that kind of laughter. After losing my mother, it was solemn and even more so after losing my dad. Lachlan Noble and his big heart has brought us back to life.

“There they are.” Grandma smiles. “Can you tell us now?” she asks Lachlan.

I glance at Lachlan and he shrugs. “I wasn’t telling them before you knew where we were going.”

“We’ve had the best day,” I tell them. I go to Grandma, bending to hug her where she sits, and then move to Lachlan’s parents, hugging them tightly before taking a seat on the love seat. Lachlan follows my plan, passing out hugs, but he doesn’t join me, not yet. Instead, he moves to the TV and inserts the flash drive into the back.

“So, I might have stopped by one day after work this week to make sure this would work,” he tells us.

“Are we watching a movie?” Amanda asks.

“We are. Sort of.” Lachlan nods. He grabs the remote and moves to sit next to me. “Today, Maggie and I had a 3D ultrasound done, and they made a video for us. We wanted to share it with all of you.”

“Oh my,” Grandma replies. She clutches her hand to her chest over her heart.

“We get to watch?” Mom asks, disbelief in her tone.

“You do.” Lachlan hits Play, and the movie starts. Sean was very active today during the ultrasound, and he even waved at us. At least that’s what I’m calling it.

“Oh heavens, he just waved,” Grandma says, her voice cracking with emotion.

“See?” I lean into Lachlan, and he puts his arm around me, kissing my cheek.

The room is silent as we watch the full ultrasound. Once it’s over, Lachlan stands and grabs the flash drive out of the back of the TV and shoves it into his pocket. “Thanks for meeting us here,” he tells his parents. He turns toward my grandmother next. “Thanks for letting us use your place as the meeting point.”

“You can surprise me like that any day,” she says with a wide smile.

We stay for about an hour just talking and catching up. We make promises to all get together soon, and then we’re on the road, headed back to his place.

“Thank you again for today,” I tell him as we walk into the house.

“Stop thanking me. Today was for me too. I got to see our boy, got to make my girl and our family smile, got a massage, and a great dinner with even better company. Today was purely selfish on my part.”

“I don’t believe that for a second.” I shake my head. This man is so giving and too humble to admit it. Never thought I’d see that from Lachlan, but I now know the man behind the smile. I know his heart, and I should because it owns mine.

“Ice cream and a movie?” he asks.

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