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“I’m busted.” She smiled the best fake smile she could muster. She hated lying. Hated keeping things from him. But this news was too big.
He sighed. “Well, if you’re that adamant. All right.” He looked disappointed. “I’m just going to have to stop by Jack and Sterling’s on the way.” He threaded his hand through his hair.
Why was he fidgeting? She was the one sitting on the biggest secret of their lives.
“He asked me to drop something off. I just need to get the key.”
He turned and headed out of the kitchen. She let out a huge breath, but tensed in alarm when he didn’t go for the door but halted at the junk drawer.
He pulled it open and reached inside. The he stopped short. Oops.
So much for keeping a secret.
“Please tell me this doesn’t belong to one of Cal’s girlfriends,” he said without looking up from the drawer, his voice strangled.
“Nope.” She bit her lip, then cleared her throat. “It, um, belongs to your girlfriend.”
He still hadn’t turned to face her. Instead, he picked up the stick and examined it. He stared at it for a few seconds, then he finally turned, his eyes focusing on her. His gaze traveled toward her belly, then back to her eyes. His face was blank. She couldn’t tell what was going on in his head. And it made her even more nervous.
“Finn, I know this isn’t part of the plan. And I know you’d rather get married…eventually. And yes, I’m going to be presumptuous and assume you’ll be marrying me, but— I’m sorry.
” She was rambling. But she couldn’t stop the verbal diarrhea from spewing out. “I’m not really sure when it happened, but I assume it was the night of Jack and Sterling’s wedding. It was the only time we had unprotected sex and—”
He raised his hand and she halted her speech. His expression was still blank.
She waited for him to give her a clue. Something, anything, to let her know he was all right with this turn of events.
And after a moment of silence a small smile curved at the side of his lip and he laughed. “You really know how to steal a man’s thunder.”
“Wha…what?” Why the hell was he laughing? “What thunder?”
“Mine.” He strode forward and didn’t stop until she was flush against him, his strong arms wrapped around her body. “This is the greatest news I’ve ever heard.”
The excitement she had been battling not ten minutes earlier returned at his declaration. “Really? You’re not mad that we didn’t get married first?”
He pulled away and thrust his hips into her. “Are you kidding? I don’t care how things happen, just that they do. With you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. You, and a family of our own.”
She rplanted a big, wet kiss on his lips. “I’m so happy, too. I can’t believe this is happening but it’s all so perfect.”
“And it’s about to get even more perfect.” He kissed her nose then walked away.
Oh, God. He was right. This was all too perfect. Everything was happening just as she had always imagined. Minus the prenuptial pregnancy and the two half siblings who ended up on her doorstep, but still pretty damn close. And they only added to the perfection.
He returned from the foyer with a cardboard box, and when he placed it at her feet, the box meowed.
“Finn?” The hormones must be messing with her.
He dropped to his knees. “Yes, sweetheart?”
“Did that box just meow?”
He knelt down to open it, and a tiny black kitten peered up at her with round little blue eyes. It had a Tiffany-blue ribbon tied around its neck.
Finn picked up the kitten and held it close.
Veronica was utterly charmed. “Oh, Finn. It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”
The kitten nuzzled against his firm chest. Babies—and apparently even kittens—knew that Finn’s best asset was his broad chest…and its ability to make one feel so safe and loved.
