Page 33 of Rushing Her: Seattle, Westerners
His words hit me, and my hand clasps my chest.
“You think?”
“Yeah. It doesn’t matter about this stalker. Just get it out there.”
“Let me think about it. Can you get your parents to the airport?”
“Of course. Lena can’t wait to meet you in person.”
“I can’t wait to meet her and hug your kiddos.”
“Okay. Let me know if you need anything else.”
“I will. See you soon.”
I hang up the phone and walk around some more. Warner sticks close to me, and a woman comes running near us.
“Time to go,” Warner says, and we turn back toward the house.
This may be an exclusive high-end community, but it isn’t gated, so Warner stays beside me, and we make it back to the house, where I take a nap before getting online and finishing up on several contracts.
I only go into the office a couple of days a week now, preferring to work from home more. The bosses okayed that and are just glad I’m still working and will continue doing so until I can’t. My clients have grown accustomed to me not traveling to them all the time, and most of them are aware that I’m pregnant but haven’t made an official announcement.
If Brent is right, we should do that soon.
After a dinner for one of grilled chicken with pasta and veggies, I’m lying back on our bed, propped up with pillows, waiting for Brayden’s phone call. Teal’C lies next to me with his head resting on my thigh, Alfred is at my feet, and Helena rests on the floor by the bed. All three dogs protect me, but Teal’C takes it as his personal responsibility to be on my side when Brayden and I argue, to the point that he’ll chew up his stuff. He hasn’t gone for another pair of cleats, but he’s torn up other things just to piss Bray off. It’s hilarious.
My tablet rings, and I open the video chat.
“God, baby, you look so beautiful. I miss you.”
“I miss you too.”
“How was your day? Did you get in a walk? What have you eaten? How much water have you had?” he asks in a frenzy.
“Bray, slow down. I’m okay. I know you hate leaving me, but I’m good. Warner is here, and so is the housekeeper. Raven will be by tomorrow to stay with me until you get home. I’m going into the office tomorrow.”
“Answer the rest of the questions, Lexi?”
“I’ve had three of my containers of water.” I hold up my Stanley cup. “I had no nausea today and was able to keep down all the food I ate. I did get a walk, but Warner cut it short because a woman jogged too close to me, and she didn’t want to risk it.”
“Good. I can’t wait until this is all over.”
“I’ve been thinking about that. I called and was talking to Brent about coming for the Christmas game.” Brayden knows about his brother, but not his parents. “He said maybe it’s time to make the announcement.”
“Are you sure, baby? I don’t want to push you.”
“It’s not me that I worry about.”
“Babe, Coach isn’t going to do anything. I heard from Mildred today that hospice has come in to take care of him. He might not make it to the playoffs.”
My heart hurts for Brayden, and I don’t like that Coach Winters is dying, but if he has copies of those images, he could still double-cross us, and I dwell on that all the time.
“I’m so sorry, honey.”
“It is what it is. Are you watching the game tomorrow?”
“You bet.”
