Page 100 of Say I'm Yours
Trent and I have been trying to get pregnant for six months. I was told by the doctor to be patient and understand I’m older and it will be more difficult. Each month, I’ve waited, hoped, and been let down. Trent does his best to comfort me and joke about getting to have more sex, but I see it wearing on him.
Last month, he held me as I cried about all our wasted time. I felt like shit afterward. It’s been a long road for us with mistakes on both sides. I should’ve pushed for what I wanted a long time ago, and he should’ve faced his fears head on.
It doesn’t matter now, though. We’re married, and we both love our life together. Oh, and it finally worked.
“You ready, Grace?” Cooper calls me over.
“Keep your pants on, Townsend,” Trent replies with a grin.
“I wouldn’t want to embarrass you,” Cooper jokes and walks away.
“Yeah right,” Trent scoffs. “Let me know when you hit puberty.”
Cooper flips him off, and I smother a laugh.
Cooper and Trent finally hashed out their issues. I didn’t ask questions, but Presley said Trent came over to thank Cooper not too long after we got back together. She said Cooper respects that Trent talked to him man to man. Since then, there have been big changes at the Townsend ranch with Wyatt becoming part owner. Trent has been there helping on the weekends with the upgrades to the barn.
“You ready, little sister?” Wyatt nudges my arm. “Just you and me. Since Presley can’t throw a tomahawk, it’s between us.”
“And this is the game we ended with?” I ask.
“My partner may have swayed the odds to my favor.”
“We’ll see. Maybe I’ve been training for this event since there was no way I was runnin’.”
Wyatt raises his arms over his head and grins. “I’ve seen you drink . . . I’ll be fine.”
I walk over to the side of the table where my special bottle sits. I’m really hoping this is apple juice.
Cooper goes over the rules, and I wonder if the intention of this tiebreaker was to watch someone break their leg.
“One member from each team was chosen by coin flip. You will each take three shots, stand, turn twice, sit back down, and wait for the air horn. At that time, you’ll run to the tree, collect the cup with the ping-pong ball, and run back. The person to complete the revolution the most amount of times, wins.”
“Really? I can barely walk sober!”
Wyatt sniggers. “I know.”
“Get him, Grace!” Presley yells out.
“Yeah, Aunt Grace!” Logan throws his arm up. “Or I can compete for you?” Zach slaps the back of his head, and we all chuckle. “What? I was being helpful.”
Macie snorts and rolls her eyes. “Don’t let him fool you, honey. Those boys were stealin’ our whiskey at your age.”
“Ma!” Zach complains.
“What? It’s true. You boys thought you weresosmart. Little did you know your daddy would water that down. We had the moonshine hidin’ in my closet.”
“All right. Can we not give the already trouble causin’ teenagers anymore hints?” Presley asks.
“We wouldn’t want their uncle to have to arrest them for underage drinkin’.” Trent gives them each a pointed look.
“Yeah, because it’s not like he’d hang out and drink with them.” Wyatt is laughing as he says it but shrugs when Trent glares.
Unreal. They’re all the same as they were twenty years ago. It’s like time froze in their little man brains and kept them as immature teenagers. And then we all married them. I’m starting to wonder who the dumb ones are in this situation.
“All right. Go!” Cooper calls out.
We make it through the first round with me doing shots of apple juice. Wyatt doesn’t seem too fazed, and I’m grateful for so many reasons that it’s juice in my bottle.
