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“Anursery,” I correct, dragging the phone away from his puzzled face and setting it down.
His dark eyes widen. “Is this you saying you want to be my baby mama?”
I nod.
That boyish smile of his lights up as if he’s on top of the world. “Seriously?”
I play with my hands, a shyness hitting me. “I know we haven’t been dating that long.”
Rex reaches out, grabbing my face, and runs his hand along my chin. “Are you serious, babe? We’ve pretty much been dating since high school.”
“You’re okay with us having kids?”
“Fucking ecstatic. I say we start now.”
“That might not be my only surprise,” I whisper.
“Two surprises? I like this.”
His hand falls when I pull away. My heart gives a twist in my chest when I grab my purse and retrieve the small box I shoved in there earlier.
“Whoa,” he says, his eyes zeroed in on the long stick I pull from the box. “Is that what I think it is?”
I nod again, the pregnancy test in my hand, afraid to speak as color stains my cheeks.
He advances a step, staring at me, speechless for a moment as his eyes widen. “Holy fuck … we’re going to be parents?”
“We’re going to be parents,” I confirm.
An intoxicating grin lights up his face as he grabs mine.
There’s no stopping my smile from matching his.
I’ve always wanted to be a wife and have children.
It’ll be even better when my best friend, the man I love, is by my side.
Our eyes meet, his gleaming with excitement, and his thumb strokes my cheek. “You know what this means, right?”
“What?” I don’t tell him I know exactly what it means—me gaining weight, crankiness, spending thousands of dollars on baby stuff, having our entire lives change.
“Your parents already think I’m corrupting you—”
I interrupt him, “They do not.”
He snorts. “Wait until they find out I knocked you up out of wedlock.”
“They’ll get over it,” I grumble, scowling.
His hands leave my face, and he gives me a quick peck on the lips before turning around.
My eyes narrow as he leaves the kitchen, disappears down the hall, and then returns with nothing.
Okay, maybe he returns with nothing physical, but his mood has shifted. Even though his excitement is clear, a wave of nervousness pours from him.
He clears his throat, and the way he’s staring at me—full of affection, adoration,love—gives me goose bumps. “I want to return the surprise.”
“Okay,” I draw out.
