Page 105 of A Moment for Us
This isn’t the first time I’m hearing about their feud. “Why? What’s going on with them?”
“Apparently, they slept together a long time ago, and it ended badly. Honestly, I think he wants to take that job in Egypt.”
“He told you?”
Josh grins. “He did, and it seems like he really wants to go.”
“I think you guys need to push him. You know how he is. He wants to be like you, the protector, and do what’s right for the family.”
“He has to find his own way.”
“Yeah, but I don’t think he’ll take those steps if he thinks it will be detrimental to what you guys have going on here. I don’t think he’ll ever admit that this town isn’t where he wants to put down roots.”
There is a slight disappointment in his eyes. “I don’t either. I hoped we would all do this together, but I think he’ll be miserable.”
I nod, feeling a bit sad about it too. However, I would be even sadder if he stayed and ended up unhappy.
Josh shakes his head. “I’ll talk to him, and if that doesn’t work, I’ll get Stella involved.”
I grin. “I think your sister should run for office, she’s scary and gets shit done.”
“She definitely does.”
“Maybe she and I can get through to him.”
Josh lets out a long sigh. “Don’t get involved, baby.”
Yeah, like that’s going to happen. He should know better by now. “I make no promises.”
He groans. “Enough about Alex, let me show you the rest so we can get home.”
Home. That word. It’s shared between us, and I get a rush from it. I love that we have a home—together.
He takes my hand and pulls me deeper in. All the walls aren’t up yet, but orange, blue, and red spray paint make lines all over. Josh explains each section, explaining more about the building and their hopes for the resort.
“It’s so much bigger than I . . .” I start to say when I feel something, causing my words to stop. My hands fly to my stomach and Josh moves quickly.
“What is it?”
My eyes meet his and I grin. “I can feel it.”
“Feel what? Delia, what’s wrong?”
I shake my head, struggling to speak. “No. It’s the baby. Or both. One of them just moved.”
His hand covers mine. “You felt the baby kick?”
I nod. “Maybe. It was so strong. It wasn’t flutters it was—” There it is again. I take Josh’s hand, placing it on the spot. “Do you feel that?” I ask.
Neither of us says a word as we wait. After what feels like forever, the baby moves again, and Josh’s eyes go wide. “Holy shit.”
“You felt it?”
His smile is so bright it could blind someone. “I did. That’s the baby?”
“One of them.”
He laughs, and then squats in front of me so he can press both hands to my stomach. “Hi, kids.” My fingers tangle in his light brown hair as he waits.
