Page 155 of Our Chaotic Love Affair

I set down the box I was carrying and walked over to her. “You’re going to be an amazing aunt.”

“I’m so excited.” She set the shoes down and picked up a onesie. “I can’t wait to spoil this kid rotten.”

I watched her sort through baby clothes, organizing them by size, talking about how excited she was for Melody. About how she couldn’t wait to be part of this kid’s life.

“What about you?” I asked.

She looked up. “What about me?”

“You said you want kids someday.”

“I do.”

“How someday are we talking?”

She set down the clothes and came over to me. “Why? You offering to knock me up?”

“Maybe.”

“Cash Bancroft.” She poked my chest. “Are you trying to impregnate me at your nephew’s baby shower?”

“Not right this second.”

“Good. Because I have plans first.”

“What kind of plans?”

“Business plans.” She smiled. “I want to do the things I’ve been putting off my whole life before I add kids to the mix.”

I pulled her close. “That’s very responsible.”

“I’m very responsible.”

“And Type A.”

“I learned from the best.” She looked up at me. “But for the record? I do want kids. With you. When the timing is right.”

“How will we know when the timing is right?”

“We’ll just know.”

I pushed her against the wall.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Kissing you.”

“In the baby’s nursery?”

“It’s not weird if no one knows about it.”

“That’s definitely weird.”

I kissed her anyway.

When I pulled back, she was smiling. “We should get back to the party.”

“Probably.”