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“All thatsexual healing, eh?” I laugh.
She grins. “Exactly.”
“You don’t want to tell Lena yet?”
“No. Not quite yet. Not until I’ve seen the doctor tomorrow and chatted with Cynthia.”
“That’s fair…” My voice trails off as I drop to my knees at her feet.
She turns to face me, brushing an unruly strand of hair out of my eyes. “What is it?”
“You’re the love of my life, Titch,” I say, feeling choked up suddenly.
“As you are mine,” she replies, cupping my cheek and studying my face. “Why so serious all of a sudden?”
I shrug my shoulders. “This is huge isn’t it?”
“It is,” she agrees, gently stroking her thumb over my stubble.
“I’m so happy, but fucking petrified at the same time,” I admit.
She tips her head to the side. “You know what, I’m not scared.”
“You’re not?”
She shakes her head. “No, because I have you all, and we have each other. There’s nothing we can’t face together. We’ve already proven that over and over again.”
Blowing out an even breath I nod. “You’re right…” Shuffling on my feet, I stand, sliding my hands into my jogger pockets.
“What?” she questions, rising with me.
“Can I sleep with you tonight? No sex, just sleep,” I add.
“Of course you can.” Taking my hand in hers she guides me to the bed, then slides under the covers. “Come here,” she adds, patting the mattress.
Slipping in beside her, she turns away from me and grabs my hand placing it over her stomach as I spoon her. “This is our future, York,” she whispers.
“I know. Crazy huh? It doesn’t feel all that long ago when we were kids trying to figure out our place in the world. Not to mention the fact that you didn’t even know the meaning behind the saying,tickle her pickle.”
She swats at me, laughing. “I was innocent back then. You all corrupted me.”
I nuzzle into her neck, kissing her. “Damn straight. Now look at us about to become parents.”
“It’s pretty surreal for sure,” she agrees.
“You know I’m not sure I’m going to be able to cope when the time comes for our little girl to find the loves of her life. I’m already ready to kill the little shits who try it on.”
“York,” Titch chuckles. “Let’s just take this one day at a time, okay?”
“That’s good advice,” I mutter, curling around her with a smile on my lips and love in my heart, excited for tomorrow to begin.
EIGHTEEN
Count on Me
PEN
“Gosh, it's hot today,”Cynthia says, settling down beside me on the picnic blanket in Abney Park a few days later. She hands me a paper cup of homemade lemonade, and I sip on the cool liquid, enjoying the sweetness followed by the sharp tang.
