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“Hey, you two. How’s Alexis doing?”
“She’s doing good. She’s twenty-eight weeks, so she’s really feeling it now. Especially the Braxton-Hicks.”
“Oh, I remember those,” Maggie laughed. She had four kids, so she knew better than anyone. “When I had my last, I thought the actual contractions were just Braxton-Hicks. Well, they weren’t and long story short, I had Graham in the bathroom.”
Blake laughed. “Don’t tell me that. That gives me something else to worry about.”
“Oh, I know Alexis will be fine. So will the babies. You just better bring those sweet babies by the house, okay?”
“You know we will.”
“So, what can I get you two for breakfast this morning?”
“Can we get three sausage, egg, and cheese biscuits with two coffees and a milk to go, please”
“Chocolate milk,” Harper clarified.
“We’re meeting the contractor over at the house and I told her we’d bring her breakfast.”
I’m sure she wasn’t expecting it to be this late though,Blake thought to herself.
After getting their order, Blake and Harper headed out to the construction site. All the walls were up along with the windows, which made it actually start to look like a home. Through the windows, Blake could see the drywall was already making its way onto some of the walls. Several workers were over near the garage on ladders, so Blake told Harper to wait on her before getting out. The last thing Blake needed was Harper to eagerly run over to them and cause someone to fall or worse, something to fall on her.
“Can I carry the drinks?”
“Of course.” Blake handed her drink carrier, and she carefully balanced it in her arms.
Walking up the gravel path that would become the concrete sidewalk, they found Arden Greene leaning on the doorframe of the front door. She was a tall woman, easily nearing the six-foot mark, with long dark blonde—or maybe light brown—hair down past her shoulders that was currently pulled back out of her face. Her tool belt hung loosely around her hips and her jeans look like they had been tailor-made for her body. As did the green plaid shirt with its sleeves rolled up to her elbows, despite the chilly weather.
Arden waved at them and smiled.
“About time you got here.”
“Sorry, the post office was busy.”
“Who goes to the post office these days?”
“Mama,” Harper whined. “That’s who.”
Arden stifled a laugh. “And she made you go with her? I can’t believe that.”
“Mama said I can see my room today.”
“I saidmaybe,” Blake corrected. “I told you we’d have to ask Miss Arden, remember?”
“Well, you’re in luck, Miss Harper, because we finished your room a few days ago. Why don’t we go eat our breakfast up there, okay?”
Harper’s face lit up as she nodded her head. Arden took the drinks from her, which Blake was thankful for. They took the stairs off the kitchen up to the room over the attic. Although the main floor offered four bedrooms, Harper had chosen the sizable spare room over the garage to be her room. It was the perfect space for her and her LEGO, Blake had no doubt.
“It’sperfect,” Harper squealed as she jumped up and down. She hugged Blake, then Arden. “Thank you!”
“You’re welcome, Harper.” Sitting in the middle of the room, Arden handed out their drinks as Blake passed out the biscuits. “I’m sure you’ll love it much more when we get all your LEGO moved up here.”
“Mommy says my LEGO have to stay up here so the babies don’t eat them.”
Arden nodded, her face as serious as Harper’s was. “That’s a good idea.” She winked at Blake, who smiled at her. “So, how’s Alexis?”
“She’s good. Growing. Tired. She’s been having Braxton-Hicks contractions. But the good news is when we went to the doctor the other day, both babies were head down so that should be good for delivery.”
