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“As he should.” Griffin nods.
I sigh.
“I know that you were looking to become more self-sufficient, to do things on your own, but you’re not on your own. You’ll have two babies to take care of and you know the saying…it takes a village. We’re all going to be there for you and Hunter.”
“I know this probably isn’t what you want to hear, but I’m going to start my own business based off my blog. It’ll be a slow start, especially once the babies are here, but it’s what I’m passionate about and I think the flexibility that it’ll give me is going to be huge as a new mom.”
“Why wouldn’t I want to hear that?” he asks with confusion.
“It never seemed like you were supportive of my blog being a career option before.”
“It was never my intention to make you feel that way. I think that’s great, Soph. I want you to be happy, and if that’s the right path for you, then I think you should pursue it. I’m sorry if I made you feel like it wasn’t the right thing to do.”
I nod. “So, no more happy face pancakes?”
Griffin shakes his head, a small smile pulling at his lips. “I thought we’d start a new tradition. Sunday dinners together with our family and friends. A way to catch up with each other as our lives get busier.”
The thought of getting everyone together, Griffin, Emma, me, and Hunter, maybe even Hannah and James, and Barrett and Chloe, it’s the perfect kind of tradition. A gathering of the family that Griffin and I have found here.
“And happy face pancakes aren’t going anywhere.” He nods at my stomach. “They’ll continue on with the next generation.”
Now I’m imagining making happy face pancakes for the twins. Two toddlers with hands smooshed into the whipped cream and making a complete mess. It’s exciting to imagine, but also nerve-racking.
From my evolving relationship with Hunter, to my changing career path, to now being pregnant with twins, I’m starting to realize that my plans completely derailing isn’t as terrifying as I thought it would be.
CHAPTER38
Sophie
I glance at Hunter’s text again, then up at the building address in front of me. It’s a luxury apartment building a few blocks from Hunter’s current building and only a block from Central Park. Hunter asked me to meet him here on my lunch break. It’s a little past twelve-thirty. I look around, but there’s no sign of Hunter.
“Ms. Hart?” An older man in a suit approaches me.
“Yes?”
“I’m Kirk Landow, Mr. Cartwright is running a few minutes late and wanted me to escort you up to the property.”
“The property?” I ask.
He motions in the front door where a doorman is already holding it open for us. “The building was built in 1910, but as you can see from the updated lobby, it has been refurbished and now boasts luxury amenities. It’s a prime location being only two blocks from Central Park, the B subway line, and of course, only a mile to designer shopping at Columbus Circle.”
I follow Kirk through the lobby and into the elevator where his history of the building and updated amenities spiel continues.
“This penthouse is 3,700 square feet and features park and city views.”
I make my way over to the window to take in the views he’s mentioning.
“Holy shit, that’s breathtaking.” Then, my eyes widen at the words falling from my mouth. “Sorry.”
“No, Ms. Hart,” he chuckles, “I think you described the view perfectly.”
I’m so enthralled with the space I don’t even register the front door opening and footsteps moving toward us.
“Sorry I’m late.”
I turn to find Hunter there. His hair is mussed, likely from his hands. He’s wearing a blue suit that matches his eyes, and a navy-blue tie. My stomach cartwheels at the sight of him.Easy, girl.While I’m quelling my excitement to see him, Hunter walks right over to me and pulls me into his arms. His kiss lingers on my lips. I can tell he wants more. That he’d greet me differently if Kirk wasn’t here.
“It’s good to see you.” His hands find my hips.
