Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“No, thank you. We’re going to sit at the bar.” I duck my head as we walk past her.
“Bar is that way.” She motions to the other side.
“Right.” We quickly turn around, finding the bar and snagging a couple seats. All the while I look around, trying to spot my husband. I pull out my phone, checking his location again. He’s here. What the heck?
“Welcome, ladies. What can I get you to drink?” the bartender asks. I stare at him, thinking he looks familiar. He stares back. “Carey?”
“That’s me.” Then it hits me. Nick from my high school biology class. He was my lab partner. “How are you, Nick?”
“I’m good. Almost didn't recognize you with the red hair. Have to say I like it.” He winks at me.
“Two ice waters.” Angel butts in, glaring at Nick.
“You ladies don’t want something stronger?” He puts his elbows on the bar, leaning forward. He actually might know where Beau is.
“No. Water is fine,” Angel snips. I kick her because she’s being rude for no reason. She can be worse than her brother at times. This guy could give us vital information here. “Ouch! Why did you kick me?” I glare at her. Nick throws his head back and laughs.
I pull out my phone to find a picture of my Beau to show Nick.
“Want my number?” He smirks, glancing down at my phone. I jump when a hand comes down hard on the bar next to me, the light bouncing off a wedding band I know all too well.
“That’s my wife you’re hitting on. My pregnant wife,” Beau growls out. My nipples harden at his possessive tone. Now is so not the time to get turned on.
“Sorry, man. Didn't know.” Nick holds his hands up while stepping back. Beau swivels my chair around so I can face him.
“Are you stalking me?” I blurt out. “Angel and I are here for lunch.” I tilt my chin up. He picks up a piece of my red hair, playing with the end.
“Is that what you’re going with?” He raises a brow. I lick my lips.
“Who’s Kelly?” Angel chimes in, getting to the point. She’s now glaring at her brother. He’s unfazed by it as usual.
“Kelly has been helping me on a project. He’s actually here, if you want to come meet him.”
“He?” I whisper. Crap. Beau takes my hand. I slip off the chair as he leads me toward the back of the restaurant. Angel follows close behind. He pushes open a door that says Private Dining Area.
“Surprise!” everyone shouts. My mouth falls open. It takes me a moment to take everything in. All of our friends and family are standing in the room. My dads are holding my sons in their arms. They both have shirts that say Big Brother in Training on them in pink. In fact, everything is covered in pink. It’s not my birthday, so what the heck is going on?
“It’s a girl,” Beau says next to my ear.
“What?” I ask, confused. He puts his hand on my stomach.
“The doctor might have fibbed when she said she couldn’t see the sex of the baby yet. It’s a girl, baby,” he tells me. I burst into tears. He pulls me into his arms.
“You really do make sure I get everything I’ve ever wanted.” I sniffle, wiping my nose on his shirt.
“Hey, how come no one told me about this surprise party?” Angel asks.
Logan wraps an arm around his wife.
“You two don’t have secrets. We all knew Angel would have folded like a cheap chair,” Beau answers. Angel doesn't even try to deny it.
“Who the heck is this Kelly?” Angel huffs.
“Me?” a tall man answers, popping up out of nowhere. He’s almost as tall as Beau, but he’s thin. His pink bow tie is on point. He’s the only person in the room I don’t recognize. “I’m the event planner.”
“Right,” I mumble. Beau’s body shakes with laughter. I smack his chest. He turns me in his arms, pulling the wig off my head and tossing it away.
“You got me.” I laugh, joining him. My husband knows me all too well.
“Damn right I’ve got you.” He smiles, leaning down and brushing his mouth against mine. “And I’m never letting you go.”