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Brodie came over to kiss me good bye just before eight a.m., the time he usually went to work. I was in my corner of our hotel suite, working away.
“I’ll see you later to pick you up for tonight’s party?” he asked.
“Yeah, babe. I think it will be a good one.” Supposedly everyone who was anyone in San Francisco would be there, and I was looking forward to meeting some new people. Additionally, we’d hired an incredibly inventive caterer. I couldn’t wait to pig out.
“What are you going to wear?” Brodie asked.
I had hoped he’d ask that. “Not sure yet. Why?”
He shrugged. “I was hoping you’d wear that slinky white number I got you awhile back.”
“Oh, that,” I said.
“What’s wrong with that one? You were drop dead gorgeous in it.”
“Thank you. I did feel pretty good in it. But it doesn’t fit anymore.”
“What? What do you mean?” he asked.
“Well, it fits, just not that well.”
“Are you serious? Well, that’s a bummer.” He walked up behind me and started in with one of his amazing shoulder massages.
“Yeah. I mean, it’s kind of a bummer. But it’s to be expected.”
“Why? All the good California food we’ve been eating?” he asked.
“Well, part of it is the food.”
“The great wine, too, huh?” He patted his incredibly flat stomach. “I think I need to cut back a little, myself.”
“No, you’re fine. It’s me we have to watch out for.”
The color drained from his face.
“Is something wrong?” He crouched before me and took my hands.
“Nothing is wrong. Nothing at all. But I think I’ll need to go shopping for new clothes soon.”
“Well, I think you are more beautiful than ever. California looks good on you, my Miss Happy.” He stood and kissed the top of my head, returning to his closet to finish dressing.
“How do you think a baby would look on me?” My heart pounded.
He stopped what he was doing and whipped around. “What? Huh?”
“Well, there’s a reason my clothes don’t fit, and that I’ll have to go shopping soon.”
His head tilted. Poor guy looked so confused.
I couldn’t mess with him any longer.
“I’m pregnant. We’re gonna have a baby,” I said, rubbing the tiny swell in my belly that he hadn’t noticed.
Please let him be okay with the news.
His eyes bugged, and his mouth dropped open. My master of the universe was speechless.
All because of a little baby.
Tears sprang to his eyes. He ran over and crouched before me again, taking my hands in his shaking ones.
“Please tell me you’re serious,” he begged. “Please.”
“I take it you want a little Nara or Brodie, then?” I asked.
Now, I was choking up.
“Holy fucking shit, yes,” he shouted. “And since all that fake marriage stuff is behind you, you might want to consider marrying me.” He threw his head back and laughed the happiest laugh I’d ever heard.
“I’ll think about it...” I teased.
He pulled me out of my chair and spun me around. “God, I love you Nara Kincaid. Will you marry me?”
“I think I will. But first, I’ll want to check your citizenship status. No more green card weddings for me.”
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