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He's right. Joe is a month shy of being five years older than me. Mom and Dad never did anything to prevent another baby, it just didn’t happen until she got pregnant with me and Jamison, followed by four more babies, so it’s not like I need to dwell on it right now. Until I met Adam, I hadn’t felt anything close to baby fever as well, so I’m not sure why it’s stuck in my head.
I push it all aside, focusing on him and us tonight, and it helps, especially with my upcoming events schedule. Most of the events are for charities and businesses, rather than personal ones, and it’s a lot of work to get everything done, but my staff is great.
Staff that includes Renee now. She’s amazing with people and loves being in the showroom. In fact, even her mother-in-law Betty has been helping out in it the last two weeks and it’s done her a world of good.
I think the only one that’s had an issue with Renee and Jim joining us—well, not really them joining us but Eric, on a few occasions including the wedding has been Alex and Ethan. That may simply be based on the fact that Eric and Amelia are pretty much inseparable. Jackie finds it adorable and so do I.
The next few weeks race past, putting us in July already and I’m relieved when the fourth is over. I still have two more big events this month, but they’re not until the last two weekends, giving me a chance to hang out with Carly and the kids, while Cleo is with Serenity at an all-day art program they really wanted to do. Serena took them as thanks for the party I put together for Matt and Grace. They’re officially Cartwrights, have been since May twentieth, and we’re all extremely excited to know they can’t be taken away.
“Looks like married life suits you,” Carly teases as I come in with our favorite frappes. The café is just down from Adam’s office, and I might have spent his lunch hour with him eating something other than food.
“Never been happier,” I agree, my brow lifting in surprise at the silence of the house. “Should I be worried?”
“No,” she says with a laugh, pointing to little playard where Ruthie is sleeping. The new baby, Robert, or Bobbie as they’ve been calling him is out in his bassinette explaining the silence. “Johnnie took the boys to a playgroup to see how they’d do with other kids. They’re good with the other kids in the family but not sure how that will translate to the part-time preschool they’re starting this fall.”
“Ah, so you got a little extra peace while these two rest,” I tease her.
“I’m so glad he’s here and sleeping a little more. Much as I like being pregnant, I don’t like not seeing my feet to put my shoes on,” Carly says, and I can’t help but laugh a bit. She knows Johnnie will gladly help her with them. He loves doing things for her whether she’s pregnant or not, a lot like Adam does for me. I really can’t wait for him to have that opportunity as well.
Ruthie wakes up just after three, and I snuggle with her while Bobbie nurses until Johnnie comes home with the boys, and I get some more hugs in before heading home myself. Cleo can’t wait to tell us all about her program at dinner and I smile happily letting it take me into the next few weeks.
“Okay, that’s enough” Adam says, his arms circling me, pulling me away from the clean up as the event ends. “Your staff can handle this. You’ve been here for eighteen hours now. It’s time to go home and get some sleep.”
“He’s right, Jasmine,” Dana says, taking the tablet from my hands. “You look exhausted, which I’m not surprised about since you’ve been on the go since six o’clock this morning. Go home with your hubby. We don’t want to see you until at least Tuesday. Nothing big is on the calendar for the first weekend of August, so relax a bit, we’ve got this.”
“Alright,” I state seeing the look in Adam’s eyes. I honestly don’t mind leaving early tonight. I feel exhausted, more so than usual.
My eyes flutter shut in the car on the way home, and I can feel Adam carrying me inside, but I can’t seem to open them. “Mmm,” slips from me when his arms pull me close. The coolness of the sheets under my nearly naked body a sharp contrast to the warmth of his hold.
“Go to sleep, baby girl. Daddy’s got you,” he whispers to me, and I drop under instantly.
Sunlight fills the room when I finally wake and I sit up, stretching before seeing the time on my phone as ten thirty-two. I never sleep in that late.
Late…the word rebounds through my mind and I can’t stop the little gasp that falls. I can’t believe I didn’t realize it before now. Hell, Adam and I had a dinner date for our one-month anniversary and spent the entire night indulging in each other—when something else technically should have interrupted us.
I get up quickly, moving into the bathroom and pull out one of the tests I bought, hoping for the need to use them. I can barely breathe as I finish up in the bathroom, before slipping on a comfy lounge set waiting for the timer to go off on my phone.
We don’t have plans for anything today. Family dinner is tomorrow night, and with last night’s event, we just wanted to have a quiet day at home. Adam’s been working most Saturdays helping with training new staff, but today he took off to spend with me and Cleo.
My heart stops for a moment when the timer goes off, and my hand shakes as I start to reach for the test.
“Morning, baby,” Adam says, stopping me and I turn around seeing him in the doorway headed my way. I slip into his arms with a smile, giving him a kiss that turns a bit hotter than we can indulge in thanks to the time. “I’d say you’re feeling better, aren’t you?”
“Definitely than I was when we got home last night,” I tell him, before returning my attention to the test on the counter. “I was just going to check and see what that says, but I think together is a better way.”
“Check what?” he asks, looking over my shoulder to see the thick stick with the blue cap. “Is that…”
“Yeah, I realized that I’m late. Like two weeks late,” I add and his eyes crinkle as a smile spreads across his face.
“I love you, baby, always no matter what,” he states, giving me a soft kiss. I turn in his hold, picking it up to see the screen.
I barely can comprehend that it says ‘pregnant’ on it before Adam has me up in his arms, laughing happily as I cling to him.
“Best day ever,” he says, and I nod.
“Do you think we should wait to tell Cleo? I don’t know how long we’ll be able to hide it from her let alone my family,” I warn knowing they’ll spot morning sickness in a heartbeat. The only one that ever was able to hide theirs was Maddie’s first since she had no real morning sickness, just issues with anemia which finally outed them.
“It’s your choice, baby. If you want to wait we will. If you want to tell her she’s going to be a big sister, and your family there’s going to be another baby on the way, I’m good with it.”
