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“It’s going to be fine. Trust me.”
I scoffed. “You don’t know my mother.”
Reece had typed in my parents’ address, and his phone was telling him his destination was on the right. He turned into the driveaway and said, “Here we go!”
After parking, Reece got out and made his way around to my door. He opened it and reached for my hand.
“Be careful, it’s a bit slippery.”
I smiled. “I will be.”
Reece was beyond overprotective from the moment he heard I was pregnant. After our first sonogram, it really hit him that he was going to be a father. From that point on, he read every book he could get his hands on about pregnancy. He bought a new bed, the kind that you can adjust to a sitting position or elevate the feet in case I needed to sleep sitting up because he read somewhere it would be better for me. He made sure all my favorite things were stocked in the fridge, and even stopped drinking alcohol because I couldn’t have any.
The door flew open when we started up the front porch steps, and my mother appeared. “Angie! You brought a date!”
Before I even had a chance to say Reece wasn’t a date, my mother grabbed his hand and nearly dragged him into the house.
“That’s Reece, Mom!” I called. “Reece, my mother…Jennifer the lunatic!”
“I heard that!” she called over her shoulder.
Wes met me at the door and helped me get out of my coat. I shoved my gloves and hat into the pocket.
“How are you feeling?” he asked in a lowered voice.
“Good. I haven’t really had any morning sickness, but I am feeling a bit nauseous right now.”
Wes chuckled. “Come on. You need to save Reece before Mom asks him anymore questions.”
I walked into the living room and Preston was shaking Reece’s hand.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you all,” Reece stated. “Angie has told me a lot about everyone.”
My mother beamed as I rolled my eyes.
“Well, dinner is ready. We were just waiting on Angie,” Mom said with a smile in my direction.
“Yeah,” I directed at her. “Sorry we were late. That was my fault.”
We were soon all seated around the table, and Presley was sitting next to Reece. She promptly handed him a piece of paper and some crayons. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched him draw a horse as Presley watched intently.
“Angie tells me that you own an Irish pub, Preston,” Reece stated as he looked up and across the table to my brother.
“I do. You should have her bring you by sometime.”
Reece smiled. “I’d like that.”
“Reece, are you in school also?” my mother asked.
“No, I graduated a year ago.”
Dad cleared his throat. “What do you do?”
“I’m a financial solutions advisor.”
“You and Wes will get along,” Finn said with a wide grin.
Reece and Wes exchanged looks. No one knew they had already met a few weeks ago when Wes invited us over for dinner. They had hit it off, and soon started talking about stocks and bonds and math shit.
