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“Isn’t it a little early for names? We don’t know what we’re having yet.”
“Say it a little louder, pal.”
I took a sip from my iced tea and set it aside, then I leaned forward. “What names?”
She dug into her bag, coming out with a sparkly notebook with a unicorn pen. Was that a horn or a…
You know what? I didn’t want to know.
She flipped the pages. Even from here, I could see that her chaotic handwriting filled the lines with a staggering amount of bullet points. Then she pushed the notebook my way.
I frowned down at the names. “What are these?”
“I picked out three different doctors from the birthing clinic where Tab went. Well, where she was scheduled to go, anyway. She really likes this doctor.” She pointed to one name. “But she was a bit stuffy for me.”
“Okay. But the other two? We can try them both. Find out which one you like more.”
She frowned. “Oh.”
“Well, we’ll be working with them for a while, right?” I drew a nine on the table with my finger.
“That’s smart.”
“I do have moments.”
She rolled her eyes. “Whatever, McNeill.” She pulled the notebook back to her side of the table and stuffed it into her bag. “I’ll call and make an appointment.”
“Good. I want to be there.”
“You do?”
“Of course. I’ll be there every step.”
She pressed her lips together and swallowed thickly. She was saved from reacting to my statement by the arrival of our food.
When was she going to get it into her head that I wasn’t skipping out on this?
Not even just because it was my responsibility, but because I loved her. And this new life we were starting was just the beginning.
Somehow I resisted the urge to bang my head on the table. Being patient sucked.
She slathered her pancakes in butter and syrup with relish. I hoped for her sake gestational diabetes wasn’t in her future. She’d probably kill everyone during the next eight plus months if anyone tried to deny her food in any capacity.
I had to stop reading that book before bed. The facts were jamming up my thoughts followed directly by the minefield of things that could go wrong.
Blissful ignorance was sounding good right about now.
She popped a forkful in her mouth. “I guess I should tell you I’m a millionaire then,” she said around the bite.
I paused with turkey and gravy dripping from my fork. “Excuse me?”
She swallowed. “Yeah. Crazy, right?” She pointed at me with a piece of bacon. “Lawyers are a pain in the ass.”
I nodded mutely. She couldn’t have said what I thought she’d said.
“I had to talk to my lawyer and my agent and about three other lawyers from the publishing house. I can’t believe they said yes to my terms. Makes me wonder if I should have asked for more.”
“Wait. Back up. Million?”
