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Adriana chose right then to fuss.
Because of course she did. I took a quick sip of the water and motioned him to the spiral stairs.
“Think we can do those again?”
“Sure you want to?”
I laughed. “Not really, but we’re going to go up there and talk like grown-ups. While I feed this one.”
His neck reddened in that endearing way. “Emma, maybe we should just go back out there.”
“C’mon, Ace. We’ve done this the hard way, now we can do it the easy version.” I came around the bar and pushed him out the other end to the little pass through that led to the stairs.
Mercy, his shoulders were very…strong.
Much different from Pierre who had been definitely in the realm of the academic. Pale and artsy with more brains than brawn. I’d definitely been in love with his brain and his vision more than anything.
Not that I should be comparing them.
Because Mason was not romantic material. In fact, I didn’t even want to think about any man romantically right now.
Regardless of how delicious he smelled and the muscles stretching across his back.
Adriana chose then to make the power of her lungs known.
Mason twisted to look back down at me. “Whoa.”
“Nothing gets between my girl and her food. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll learn her mama is much the same.”
“Noted.” He hustled up the stairs and turned to help me up the last few as my kid twisted and fussed under the wrap.
I headed for the bench that had been the precursor to this little bean and settled down. Luckily, the boba wrap would let me have some privacy.
I glanced up to see Mason had turned around to give me a minute to get situated.
“All right, all right. Hold your horses.” I shifted my clothing and hissed as she latched on. It was getting easier to feed her, but sometimes the shock of pain got in the way of what was supposed to be this beautiful bonding experience.
“Are you okay?”
I met his gaze. “I’m good.”
He sat next to me—enough room between us to keep it from being too intimate. “Does it hurt?”
“A bit. I’ve read about other moms with far more problems, so I guess I’m mostly lucky.” I brushed my knuckle along her soft cheek as the burning sensation subsided. “Not her fault she got a mom from the itty bitty titty committee.”
He laughed. “I’m sorry. Does that make a difference?”
“Actually, I guess it really doesn’t when it comes to milk production. But man, sometimes I wonder if I’ll be enough for her.”
“I don’t think you need to worry about that part.”
“Funny, I’m pretty sure worrying is the main ingredient of being a parent. I’ve done nothing but worry about her since the moment they put her in my arms.” I met his gaze. “Why I’m driving you crazy about this job. And it’s not just about the money. I really like it here in this town, and at The Mason Jar. It feels right to me. Not exactly what I thought my life was going to entail.”
I focused on Adriana again. She wasn’t in my plans, but now that she was here, I couldn’t imagine any other path. I was hers and she was mine—period.
“But I think both of us were looking for each other.”
Mason swallowed hard, surprise on his face.
