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I glance over at Lincoln and find him staring at me, his gaze burning with desire as he drags his eyes down my bikini clad body. Unlike some women who hide their pregnancy, I love my bump and have no problem sporting it.
“Holy shit,” Sienna murmurs. “He’s practically undressing you with his eyes.”
Because she’s right, and it’s Lincoln’s fault for not hiding his blatant lust for me better, I don’t bother to deny it. “Which is why I need to move out. He may consider me off-limits, but his dick doesn’t agree.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
ELLIE
“I’m starved.Any chance we can stop by the Mexican place on the way home? Oh! Or the sushi place. Mmm...Or Thai.”
Lincoln chuckles from the driver’s side. Since the water park was a bit of a drive, we carpooled because I haven’t gotten a chance to buy my own vehicle yet. I’m putting it off, knowing I’m going to have to buy some sort of mom mobile like Sienna. Well, maybe not as mom-ish, since I’ll only have one baby and she’s about to have her third. “Which one?”
“Huh?”
“Which place,” Lincoln asks. “Mexican, sushi, or Thai?”
“Oh, right. All three?”
I bat my lashes playfully, and he shakes his head.
“Okay, fine. Mexican...No, Thai...No, sushi. Actually! You know what we should totally do?”
I wait for him to play along, and he doesn’t disappoint. “What should we do?”
“Pickup ice cream for dinner!”
Lincoln barks out a laugh. “We just had cake and ice cream at the party.”
When I give him aso whatlook, he chuckles. “Ice cream, it is.”
Ice cream turns into banana splits, and once we have everything we need to make the best ones ever, we head home.
While I’m setting up shop, Lincoln sits at the island and we talk, something we haven’t done much of since everything went down. Sure, we’ve fucked a couple of times, but we haven’t actually had a real conversation.
“Have you thought about what you want to do after the baby is born?” he asks.
“Like, if I want to work or stay home?” I cut the bananas and place them into the bowls.
“Yeah.”
“I’d like to stay home with him for a while.” Weighing my options is something I’ve given a lot of thought to. But ultimately, my decision came down to one thing. “I spent most of my life home alone,” I tell him while I open the containers of ice cream and scoop it out. “I don’t want that for my baby. If I didn’t have the money I have, if it was necessary for me to work, that would be one thing, but since I can afford to be at home, I want to be there for him. And if I do choose to go to the studio, I can always bring him with me.”
I glance up and find Lincoln smiling softly. “If you didn’t have the money, I’d make sure you could stay home.”
“Because your mom was a stay-at-home mom?” I guess, in a way she still is. Err, or is it a stay-at-home wife? She’s never worked a day in her life and seems to be content with that. She loves her life as a mom and a wife.
“No, if you wanted to work, I would support that decision too. But you’re telling me that what you really want is to stay home with our child, and I don’t care what it takes, I’ll always make sure you and our son have everything you guys want and need.”
His words cause me to choke up, and I look away, using the ice cream as an excuse to avoid eye contact. When I sniffle too loudly, Lincoln asks what’s wrong.
“I’m just glad I’m having this baby with you. I grew up around a lot of bad men and thought that’s how they all were, until I met you and Micah.” I sniffle back my tears. “You guys are a rare breed.”
Lincoln nods in understanding but thankfully lets it go by changing the subject. “So, you’re planning to stay home. What about the studio?”
“Oh, that doesn’t count as work,” I say, pouring the chocolate syrup on top. “Our son will grow up there with his cousins and aunt.” I look up at him. “And if you even think about giving me shit for planning to teach him how to dance...”
Lincoln raises his hands in surrender. “Never crossed my mind. I don’t care if our son wants to play football or dance or join the chess club. As long as he’s healthy and happy, I don’t give a shit what he does.”
