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“Okay, I’m just getting your paperwork together, so I’ll have something for you to sign in a bit. And you can sign out as well. Nancy said to take tomorrow off. She’s already texted you that to confirm. She’ll reset the schedule.”
Bryn nodded and Lily left the room again.
“I really want to keep this baby,” Bryn whispered, and my heart soared.
I tried to keep my expression neutral because I truly didn’t want any pressure to be put on her. I’d meant every word I said. But the thought of having a child with her filled me with more joy than I could even fathom and all I wanted to do was pull her into my arms and hold her forever.
“Then I’ll be there the whole way,” I promised.
“We have to tell the boys.”
“However you want this to play, you lead the way, Bryn.”
She blinked back tears. “I’m terrified.”
“Baby, I got you,” I said, sliding my hands to her belly. “I’ve got you both.”
She nodded, looping her hands around my neck. “Okay.”
I grinned. “Okay.”
Kissing her, we sat there for a few minutes in quiet solitude, while we waited for Lily to return with the paperwork.
CHAPTER TEN
Bryn
Saturday morning was the day I typically video chatted with Baylor and Briggs, so I’d asked Harm to join us so we could deliver the news about the baby. I didn’t feel like I could relax and be happy about anything to do with this decision until I got the okay from them, and I knew Harm had been feeling my anxiety.
Harm and I sat huddled together at the dining room table in front of my laptop and three-way called my boys.
“Hey, Mom,” Baylor said, answering first. “Oh, hey, Harm.”
“Hey,” we said, in stereo.
It took Briggs a little extra time to answer, and when he did, it was obvious he’d just woken up. “Sorry,” he said. “Late night studying.”
Baylor covered his mouth in a snort. “Liar.”
“As long as you keep your grades up and stay out of the hospital and jail, I don’t want to know,” I said.
Briggs smiled. “Hi, Mom… and Harm.”
“Hi, honey,” I said. “We’re both here because we want to talk to you about something.”
“Mom, if you’re going to try and break the news to us that you’re sleeping together, we already figured that out,” Baylor said.
“Yeah, and we approve,” Briggs said.
“What?” I squeaked.
“Welcome to the family, Harm,” Briggs continued.
Harm chuckled. “Thanks, bud.”
“When exactly did you figure that out?” I asked.
“The night he offered up the truck. ‘Friend,’ my ass.”
