Page 69 of Learn the Play
She tosses her head back in laughter, and all I can do is sit here and smile. Before I called her, I was exhausted and over the day, and now, I just want to keep listening to her laugh.
“My day was good. Nothing eventful happened. I came home, heated up some leftover lasagna from last night, and watched the game.”
“You’re feeling okay?”
“I’m fine. We both are,” she says, rubbing her belly. She’s still naked, and so am I, but neither of us makes a move to change that, even though I should. I’m definitely going to need another shower, but no way will I cut this call short before she’s ready.
“Did you order anything for the new house?” I left her a card in her name for my account and told her to go crazy.
“Not yet.”
“Bell, baby, we need things. All the things,” I tell her, and she laughs.
“I want to do it together.”
“And we can, but we need stuff. That’s a big-ass house we’re moving into.” Six bedrooms and eight bathrooms, with a full finished basement. We need a lot more furniture.
“I’ll buy a few things.”
“And I know we need stuff for baby girl. If you see something you love, buy it. I have no idea what we need, just that babies take a lot.”
“They do.” She smiles. “I want to pick the furniture out together.”
“Okay. We’ll do that when I get home. Right after we move into the new place.”
“You think we can do that in one weekend?”
“Yep. I have everyone lined up. My parents and your mom are even coming to help.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, the only person I didn’t invite was your dad.”
“Good call. How’s he been?” she asks.
“Dirty looks, but he’s not been as much of an asshole as he was in the beginning. It’s a side of him I’ve never seen before, but that’s all right. I’m following your lead, baby.”
“I think it’s best that he sits this one out.”
“Maybe once we’re settled, we can have him over for dinner or something?” I suggest.
“Maybe,” she replies, covering her yawn.
“Get some rest. I’ll see you tomorrow, Dream Girl.”
“Good night, Reid.”
“Night.” Tossing my phone onto the bed, I rush to take a quick shower and climb back into bed. We roll out first thing in the morning, and I can’t wait to get home to my girls.
Chapter Eighteen
Bellamy
I love our new house. It’s huge—way too big for just the three of us—but Reid said he wants to make this our home, and to be sure we have plenty of bedrooms for all of our kids and family when they come to visit.
It’s the first week of December, and there’s a light dusting of snow on the ground, making it feel more like the holidays. We have a massive Christmas tree in the foyer, and another in the living room, which isn’t quite as tall. I love the holidays, and Reid has humored me in all the seasonal decorations I’ve been buying.
“I love bye weeks,” Reid says. We’re sitting on the couch, just having finished dinner. We’re both in sweats and sweatshirts, and just lounging. I took the day off from work to spend some time with him.
