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“Oh… Come see.” He reached out his hand, and I placed my fingers into his warm grasp. My feet shuffled easily toward him as he pulled. He nestled me into his side and drew me to his table. His finger skimmed over the paper fastened there.
“It’s the room next to ours.”
Warmth filled my chest. I already knew our baby excited him, but now, he’d started sketching out an idea for how we’d set up a nursery. He tapped one of the squares. “I figured this was the best place for the crib. It’s an interior wall but not up against the one shared with our bedroom. Wouldn’t want to traumatize the kid.”
I laughed. “We’re not that loud.”
He brushed his lips over mine, a contradiction without words when he easily drew my moan. After several more nips and pecks, he pulled back rather then deepening the kiss. “Anyway, I was thinking of contacting Elvin to make a custom cradle for our room.”
I smiled softly, thinking of the cop who’d caught us fixing the maze. He also did made-to-order woodworking. In fact, it was his primary occupation.
“I’d like that.” The idea of the specially made bed that would become a family heirloom, as well as the prospect of having more babies with Judd, had me misty eyed. It had to be the hormones. I’d never been much of a crier.
“I’ll call him tomorrow.”
As if cued, his phone started ringing.
“It’s Greta,” he muttered.
I snorted, leaning my head on his shoulder. “Better answer it after all the trouble you caused.”
He kissed the top of my head. “You like my trouble.”
I loved everything about him. Not that I’d tell him. “Maybe, a little.”
He chuckled. He flicked the answer icon and then speaker. “Hey, Greta. What’s up?”
“I’m gonna need you to start work on the maze for the Christmas Fair,” she demanded without even saying hi. “Everyone loves the County Fair maze. Ah-maze-ing. But no funny stuff this time. Deal?”
“He’ll do it,” I cut in.
“Oh hey, Mimi!” Her tone lightened, becoming more congenial. “Congratulations, by the way.”
“How…?”
She scoffed, half-laughing. “How long have you lived in this town? The betting pool started the second you two screeched into the hospital parking lot. I put my twenty bucks on knocked up. I’m right, right?”
“Bye, Greta. I’ll get to work on that maze,” Judd said, neither of us indulging the gossip tree with an answer.
“Wait! No—”
He cut off the call and set the phone on his desk stool. “How about we go to bed? Everything else can wait ‘til tomorrow.”
My arms looped around his neck when he lifted me and headed that way without awaiting my answer.
“But I’m not tired.”
His lips grazed over mine. “Good. Neither am I.”
