Page 58 of Meant to Be

“Yep, he does that all the time….”

“He? As in, the baby is a boy?”

“Yes Jax, we’re having a boy.”

Shelby

Jax actually looks like he’s going to cry when he kisses me. A soft and tender kiss putting every nerve ending on edge.

This wasn’t supposed to happen, but I suppose it was inevitable. I’m weak when it comes to Jaxon Cartwright. I always have been, and I’m not about to deny it. I hate the fact he went through all that and all because he was certain I’d had an abortion.

“Will you tell me about it?” I ask breaking away.

“What’s that babe?”

The hand that’s under my head acting as a pillow tickles the side of my face with the tip of his finger. His other hand rests on my belly

“Prison?” I ask quietly, I don’t think he will though.

Leaning over me he frowns slightly, “Maybe another time, when it’s not so raw. I wouldn’t want to warp your innocent mind.”

“I think you’ve already done that.” I smile.

“I didn’t think you needed me.” He kisses the end of my nose. “How long do have you left? It can’t be long can it?”

“Three weeks on Tuesday.”

“That’s close. Should you be walking around on your own?”

“What do you mean?” I laugh.

“What I said, shouldn’t you have someone with you?”

I laugh at his questions.

“No Jax. I’m fine.” I stare into his dark eyes, my smile turning to a frown when I remembered how good we were together. “I missed you, so much Jax!”

“Same here. I was lost. I couldn’t cope. I’m going to look after you, I swear I am. As soon as my full sentence is up, I can get out of here. I’m going to get a job through the parole office, and I’m going to make something of myself, I promise you, babe. I’m never going to let anyone come between us again. Oh, and I’m not drinking ever again.”

Smiling at his mini-rant, I answer subtly, “Please don’t make promises to me you don’t think you can keep. I just want you back, I want us again, but I need to be sure that you’re with me one hundred percent.”

“Shelby Andrews, I don’t work without you... I think I’ve proved that.”

A grin makes its way to my lips, a rolling tear slips from my chin as my breath hitches. With the back of his fingers, he wipes away the moisture from my face.

“I love you. You’re my whole world.” He kisses my lips and moves down, lifting my top; placing a small kiss to my belly, he speaks again, “I love you too.”

I think my heart has just burst… he’s talking to the baby...

Sniffing back my emotions, I suddenly remember there’s something in my bag for him.

“Can you grab my bag please?” He shifts from the bed and puts it at the side of me.

Lifting my hand and reaching out, Jax eyes me.

“Can you pull me up?”

He pulls me up to a sitting position smiling, then fills up the kettle, switching it on.

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