Page 166 of Accidental Theirs
She leans over the table and pats my hand, and when the server returns, I order the hottest boneless wings on the menu with a side of fries and blue cheese.
Marie blanches. “Blue cheese? But you hate blue cheese.”
“The baby likes blue cheese, somehow.”
She snorts. “Pregnancy is wild. Yours is making me wonder if I even want kids.”
I rub my little swollen belly, feeling pressure there and then a strange sensation, like bubbles under my skin, makes me jump in my chair.
“What happened? You okay?” Marie asks, concerned, and I just get up and rush to the bar, putting a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder.
He turns, frowning. “Olivia?”
I take his hand and put it on my belly. “The baby. It’s moving.”
Sebastian’s eyes slowly widen, and he startles when the baby moves around again, under my ribcage where his palm is.
“He can feel my hand.” There’s pure awe and wonder in his voice, and it makes my tears spill over my cheeks.
The cute bartender I assumed he was flirting with comes around the counter, and I fight not to frown.
“Oh! Is this the baby mama you were talking about?”
“I didn’t call you a baby mama,” Sebastian mumbles, but my heart is already soaring.
He told her about me? A young, hot woman? He wasn’t trying to hit on her?
I throw my arms around him, sniffling, and kiss all over his face.
He chuckles, pushing me away gently and flushing. “We’re in public, little girl. What if your dad walked in?”
“Right now, I don’t care.” I beam at him.
The bartender smiles at me. “He’s been talking about you for an hour now.”
“He has?”
“Please, stop talking.” Sebastian chugs down the rest of his drink and stands. “Time for me to go back to work.”
“Was this a three-martini lunch?” I tease, but he shakes his head.
“Club soda and lime. Trying to cut down before the baby gets here.”
Sebastian can be so sweet when he wants to be, and I have to admit my feelings for him are growing. They’re at the same rate as the ones I have for Damien... and even Dominic.
Who would have thought?
“Have a good day at work!” I say cheerfully, and when I turn, Marie is standing behind me, shaking her head and laughing.
“You’ve become a crazy person since you got pregnant.”
“I know.” I laugh and cry at the same time as I wipe at my face.
We head back to the table, and I sit back down, still sniffling.
“What happened?”
“The baby started to move. I was just so excited...”
