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"I hear you, True. I'm sorry if you feel like I've been pushing you. It's my job."
"Yeah, well, I've always said you're damn good at your job, and you are. But from now on we do things as honestly as we can and you listen to me. If I say I'm done, I mean I'm fucking done." My head fell into my hand, and I gripped the phone in my other hand, but I was over this conversation.
"Yeah, mate. I understand. And for what it's worth, I really do want you to be happy despite my actions to the contrary lately." He sighed. "Sometimes I get hyper-focused on the win and don't stop to consider the cost."
A small smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. "You're forgiven. Tomorrow you make the announcement and I get a new phone number. You make this shit clear to Lexi, too. I can't handle her relentless pursuit, and I can't promise Amara won't throat punch her if she doesn't stop waking us up in the middle of the night."
Harrison chuckled. "I'd pay good money to see that."
I laughed. "I can't complain too bad about the wakeups. She has to take out that anger on someone, and I'm the lucky guy who gets to calm her down with orgasms."
"Ah, now I understand why you've been so cranky lately. You're exhausted. A cup of coffee and a nap, and you'll be good as new for tonight." He chuckled. "And if you're lucky, Amara will be extra pissed off at your date with Lexi tonight, and you'll spend your night on your knees begging for forgiveness."
I sighed. "Fuck, I wish I didn't have to go in the first place."
"I know. But you'll be fine, and it's the last time. Just suit up and get it over with. Call me in the morning, and we'll talk fake relationship exit strategy."
"Will do." I hung up and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, and massaging my temples.
Arms slid around my waist, and the first real smile of the day crept across my lips. "'Morning, mama. Sleep well?"
She buried her face in the middle of my back and grumbled something I couldn't understand. She was so fucking adorable. I had to laugh. "What was that? I didn't quite understand with your mouth full of my shirt."
I turned around and led her to the couch, sitting down and pulling her into my lap. She curled into me and rested her head on my shoulder. I rubbed her stomach with my hand, feeling my daughter move underneath my palm. It still amazed me every time just as much as the first.
"I said I was sleeping well until Lexi's texts." I heard the eyeroll in her tone. "At least you made it up to me." She snuggled in deeper, breathing me in. I loved it when she did that.
I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Something I'd be more than happy to do again and again until the end of time."
"I like the sound of that," she shifted in my lap. "But first waffles."
I laughed. "You'll have to get off of me first."
Amara groaned. "Ugh, fine." She stood up and rested her hand on her belly. "Phoenix and I are starving."
I pushed myself up off the couch and made my way to the kitchen. "What kind of waffle do my girls want this morning?"
"Mmm, lemon poppyseed, I think." Amara looked thoughtful. "Yeah, definitely lemon poppyseed."
I pulled out the ingredients as Amara grabbed herself a glass of juice. "Speaking of little P, got any fun facts about her development for this week?"
Stirring the batter, I grinned. "As a matter of fact, I do. This week she's developing nipples."
Amara choked on her juice. "Oh my god, did you just talk about our baby's nipples?"
Chuckling, I started to zest a lemon. "Yep. They're kind of important for a girl to have, so it's a big week."
Amara shot me a glare before sliding onto a stool. "What else?"
"Well, she should weigh about a pound now, so she's getting bigger."
She rubbed her lower back absently. "You don't have to tell me. I can't believe she only weighs a pound. It feels like about twenty-five, all sitting on top of my bladder."
Crossing the room, I walked up to her and leaned down to kiss her stomach. "But she's worth it."
Amara softened. "Of course she's worth it."
"I love you," I said, pulling her into my arms. I still couldn't believe this was my life.
