Page 16 of Drive Me Crazy


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“I’m not surprised.”

Fawn is so damn talented. After our quick engagement and wedding, I started helping her find pieces to restore. That turned into me making pieces for her or following her around flea markets and garage sales while she looked.

Five years later, and she has her own restoration business here in town. She still sells her projects online, and she’s been busier than ever with it.

We got married four years ago, on our first anniversary. I knew that I wanted to be with her, to spar with her, for the rest of my life, and I’m lucky enough that Fawn agreed.

We were married here in town, in a small ceremony. Irene was our officiant. It seemed only fitting since she was the matchmaker that set us up in the first place. The two of us might still be pretending to hate each other if it weren’t for her.

Fawn and I moved into our dream house two years ago. I built it from the ground up, and Fawn took care of the landscaping and interior design. My woman is so talented, and I love that we make the perfect team.

We’ve been working together for my business too. Fawn has a great eye for design, and I’ve been having her do the landscaping at the new houses I’ve been building.

We’ll both be slowing down now that our little bundle of joy is almost here. I can’t wait to start growing our family. I know that Fawn is going to be the best mom.

“Oh!” Fawn says, and I spin to face her.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, ready to carry her to my truck if needed.

“The baby is kicking,” she says, a wide smile stretching her lips.

She looks up at me in wonder, and I let her take my hand and place it against her belly. Sure enough, a little thud kicks my palm, and I grin, my heart swelling in my chest as we share this special moment.

“He’s going to be a little soccer star,” she says with a laugh, and I join her.

We just found out that we’re having a boy, and we’ve been busy trying to come up with names. Nothing has seemed perfect yet, but we still have time to figure it out.

“Is Irene still coming over for dinner tonight?” I ask Fawn, and she blinks.

“Crap! I completely forgot!”

“I’ll help get dinner started,” I tell her, trying to put her at ease.

“You’re terrible in the kitchen!” She cries, and I bite back a smile.

“I’m not that bad,” I try to argue.

“You burnt water the other day.How, Jensen?”

“I don’t know. It just got away from me.”

“Oh my gosh. How did you survive before you met me?”

“Mostly off of fast food and frozen meals.”

“You’re so lucky that you met me,” she says as she takes my hand. I grin at her.

Don’t I know it.

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