Sutton

November

Warm arms engulfed me as I stood on my parents’ widow’s walk and looked out over the bay.

“Thought I might find you up here,” Brody whispered against my ear before he placed a kiss on my neck.

“I just needed to get away for a few minutes.”

Our two families had decided to celebrate Thanksgiving together, since it made it easier on all of us. Brody and I had yet to tell anyone about the baby, and I was glad it was still our little secret. Well, ours and Braxton’s. My mother did keep giving me telling glances and smiles, almost as if she knew but wasn’t going to say anything until we did.

“How are you feeling?” Brody asked as he turned me around and looked lovingly into my eyes.

My morning sickness had started almost as soon as I’d gotten out of the hospital. It felt like my body realized the secret was out, so now it was going to start displaying all the signs of pregnancy. The morning sickness had grown worse over the last week.

I placed my hand on Brody’s chest and gave it a pat. “Better, now that I had some of that ginger candy you bought.”

“I’m telling you, that New Dad group the doctor told me to join on Facebook is going to come in handy for both of us. John in Lubbock shared that little tidbit with me.”

I let a small chuckle slip free. “Well, thank John in Lubbock for me. It really does calm my stomach.”

Brody’s eyes fell to my mouth, and I reached up and pressed my lips to his. Our tongues moved lazily in a tango before we drew back and rested our foreheads together.

“I love you so much, Sutton. Sometimes I swear I feel like this is all a dream, and I’m going to wake up and none of it will be real.”

I reached behind him and pinched him on the ass, causing him to let out a little squeak.

“See? You’re not dreaming.”

He laughed, then rubbed his nose against mine. “Are you happy, sweetheart?”

I placed my hand back on his chest before running it up and behind his neck. I played with the hair at the base of his neck. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy. I was thinking, though, about the property on the beach.”

“Yeah?”

I stared at the buttons on his shirt, then lifted my gaze to meet his. “What would you think about building a house there for us? I know I’ve tried to make our home fresh and new, but the idea that Jack once lived there makes me feel uneasy now. I want to raise our kids in a house that’s ours. Only ours.”

Brody tilted his head, and that smile of his that I loved so much appeared on his face. Dimple and all. “I love the idea of building a house there for us. The property is completely cleared now, so it’s a blank slate. Do you have any idea what kind of house you want?”

“Nothing too over the top. Just a sweet little house where we can raise our family. There are so many memories in that spot, and I think having our kids grow up near the water would be great.”

“I agree. We can meet with an architect whenever you’re ready to get things going.”

“Seriously?” I asked, my cheeks straining from how wide I was smiling.

Brody wrapped his arms around me tighter before sealing his mouth over mine and kissing me so deeply my knees felt weak. When he pulled back, I sighed with happiness.

“Seriously. I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy, Sutton Wilson.”

I raised a brow. “Anything?”

“Anything.”

I slowly moved my hand down to his jeans and unbuttoned them.

He caught my wrist with his fingers, and the wicked gleam in his eyes made them sparkle. “What are you doing?”

“I’ve suddenly had a craving hit me, and it’s a strong one.”