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He jolted, staring at her hard. “Why?”
“Just do it, Julius. Please.” Her stomach really was queasy all of a sudden. If she tossed her cookies, he’d have her in bed for a week.
“Avalynn—”
“Julius. Set the woman down! Can’t you see her turning green?” Dove asked.
His eyes flared wider and he gently set her down. She held on to his arm, steadying herself and breathing through the nausea.
“Oh my god. Why didn’t you say you were sick, honey? I would have taken you back to the Wyntons’.” He cupped her face.
She dragged in deep breath after deep breath until finally the cool breeze helped her out by forcing some of her nausea away.
His dark eyes loomed close. “Baby? You’re sick. You’re—”
She gripped his hand. “I’m not sick, Julius. I’m…” she moved his hand lower to her flat belly, “pregnant.”
His eyes flew wide. Gasps sounded from the group gathered around him.
“You’re pregnant, Avalynn? So am I!” Lark cried.
Clay just about hit his knees. “You’re what? Lark, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
“You’re both pregnant?” Dove piped up, a laugh in her tone.
Avalynn and Lark turned to her. Now Avalynn noticed the healthy glow in the woman’s face.
“I’m pregnant too,” Dove announced.
“No friggin’ way,” Quaide ground out. He covered her stomach with his big hand.
Avalynn exchanged a look with both ladies, whom she considered sisters. Then she gave Julius her sole attention.
He beamed at her, so much love and affection burning in his eyes. “I can’t believe it, honey. I can’t believe you’re making me a father.”
She spun her arms around his neck and went on tiptoe. As he nuzzled her, her nose filled with his masculine scent of citrus and grass, and her sickness fled as quick as it had come.
“So you’re happy?” she whispered to him.
“Happy? My god, honey. You’ve made me the luckiest, happiest man alive.” He brushed his lips across hers in a soft kiss full of emotion.
She kissed him back, feeling the first stirrings of the lust that had been tying her up in knots the entire time she watched her husband’s muscles flexing all over that training field.
Sensing the change in her, and the way she rubbed against him, he pressed his palm to her lower spine—overhisspot. “Hey, guys. Congratulations to all of you. We’d stick around, but I’m taking my wife back to the ranch and putting her in bed.”
“Putting her in bed or taking her to bed?” Jennings called out from several feet away where he stood toweling the sweat from his chest.
Julius threw her a wide grin. “Either way, the outcome is the same. Ready, honey?”
“Lead the way. I’ll follow you anywhere.” When their gazes met, she saw that future. The family, the loving husband. All they needed now was the picket fence.
