Page 58 of All That Lies Ahead


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CHASE

“Okay, do you think the crib would look better on this wall?” Addison asks, scooting the empty crib box over to one wall, where she pauses and focuses intently on me for a few seconds. “Or do you like this wall better?” She shifts the box over to the opposite wall and pauses again.

“Hmm, I don’t know,” I respond. “Can I see it on the first wall again?”

She nods and scoots the box back over.

“And now the second?”

She tips her head in annoyance but slides it back to the second wall.

“Uh-huh. And now the first again?”

“Chase!” she says, throwing her hands in the air.

“I’m sorry,” I say with a laugh. “Honestly, I don’t think it matters which wall it’s on.”

She shoots me a look that threatens my ability to have more children, so I backtrack quickly. “But obviously you do. So it’s very important to me that we choose the right wall.” I place my hand on my chin and look at the room with as much scrutiny I can muster.

“I just want everything to be perfect.” She sighs, analyzing the same two walls. “What were we thinking waiting until the last minute to set up the nursery?”

“I know you want it to be perfect, baby, but this room is only temporary anyway. Once he’s here, we’ll start the process of choosing a new home and you”—she gives me another look—“I mean we, can spend hours agonizing over every single detail all over again. And it will be perfect, I promise.”

I close the distance between us in just a few steps and pull her to my chest. I pucker my lips obnoxiously and lean down to steal some kisses, but she pushes me away as soon as my hands start to wander toward her ass.

She laughs. “We have way too much to do for you to distract me.”

“Oh, come on. I’m just trying to show my woman how much I love her.”

“And a really great way to do that would be to help me finish this room.” She raises an eyebrow in challenge and heads over to the crib that’s been all but abandoned in the corner of the room.

My eyes are on her as she saunters away. I swear she does it on purpose, shaking her hips just enough that her ass jiggles as she walks. It’s a beautiful sight to behold, and she knows it drives me wild.

“I’ve got an idea,” I say suddenly.

“Oh yeah? Is it where this crib needs to go?”

“Wall number two. The first wall is too close to the window.”

She eyes the window as if suddenly seeing it for the first time. With an enthusiastic nod, she starts to move the crib.

“What the hell are you doing? Step away from the large, heavy furniture, woman.” I join her by the crib and carefully scoot it into position, being sure not to scratch the floor as I go.

When it’s finally in place, I stand back and admire its placement, a smiling Addison at my side.

“You approve?” I ask, nudging her gently with my elbow.

“I approve.” She nudges me back, and I pretend it knocks me off balance. She rolls her eyes but looks amused, so I take it as a win.

“Good. Now, are you ready to hear my idea?” I grab her by the shoulders and turn her to face me. I don’t even bother waiting for her response. “For every decision I make, you lose a piece of clothing. And since I’ve already made one really big, really important decision, I think we should start with this.” I tug at the hem of her hoodie, pulling it over her head when she raises her arms.

“That doesn’t seem very fair,” she says, looking down to her black leggings and blue tank top. “I would only get two more decisions out of you, and we have a heck of a lot more than that left to make.”

“Okay.” I look around at the boxes of decor, clothes, and baby items strewn about. I snap my fingers as an even better thought comes to mind. “So we alternate. For each decision made, one of us loses a piece of clothing.”

“Fine. But all the furniture counts as one, and you’ve already removed my first item of clothing, so it’s time to get to work.”

We spend the next two hours finishing up the room. The clothes are the hardest part, because apparently, a baby needs a closet organized by season and color so it’s easy to dress him for all the exciting events Gamble Springs has to offer.

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