Page 101 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
“To?”
“Moving in with us.”
“Is that why you had me come along?”
I nodded. “Truth is… we already saw the house. I put in an offer, and it was accepted. Mari and I just wanted you to see your home first.”
“Jaxson!”
I laughed. “Why do you think I’ve been picking your brain when I showed you some of the options? I needed to know what you wanted in your dream home.”
Wynter pointed at me and Jamari. “You two are sneaky.”
She pulled away and nervously looked around the space like she was thinking about it.
“There’s just one thing…” she said, turning back to us. “If I come, I wouldn’t be coming alone.”
Both mine and Jamari’s eyes furrowed.
“You got a secret pet or something?” I asked.
She smiled. “No. It’s not a pet.”
I stood there for a second. When her hands went to her stomach, Jamari screamed.
“You’re pregnant!”
Wynter nodded. “Thirteen weeks.”
Jamari ran to her, hugging her rightly as she cried. “I’m gonna be a big sister!”
“You are!” Wynter said, laughing and hugging her back.
“You’re having our baby?” I damn near whispered.
“I’m having our baby.”
Tears filled my eyes as I went over to them and wrapped my arms around them both. I’d always wanted another childand Amandela was the last woman I’d ever get pregnant again. Over the years, I’d never met another woman I wanted to take seriously, let alone have a child with. Then along came Wynter. She was perfect for me and Jamari and I knew she would be a great mother to our child.
I cupped her face and kissed her passionately. “I love you so much. Thank you, baby.”
“I think you did most of the work,” she said, giggling.
“Nah, you definitely?—”
“Daddy!” Jamari exclaimed. “Oh my God! Let me get out of here. My young ears don’t need to hear this.”
She ran from the room, leaving me and Wynter in a fit of laughs.
“She’s so dramatic,” I said, shaking my head. “I think she gets it from you.”
“Leave me and my girl alone. For the record, she gets it from your sister.”
“Facts.” I stared down at her, grinning from ear to ear. “We’re having a baby.”
“We’re having a baby.”
Shit couldn’t get any more perfect than this.
