Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
“Stop gagging—you’re making me gag!” I yelled, in between gags. My stomach was not feeling right, and I had to fight hard at not throwing up.
I looked at Presley, and our blues met. When she smiled, my heart melted on the spot. The feeling of sickness instantly dissipated. Leaning closer to her, I did my best impression of baby talk.
“Did you go potty-wotty in your diaper? Did you make a stinky? Yes you did! How does a pretty little thing make such a stinky-winky poop!”
“What. Are. You. Doing?”
Glancing over my shoulder, I stared at Finn. “I’m talking to her. She likes it! She’s smiling at me.”
“She’s smiling because that nasty shit is off her.”
I frowned and went back to cleaning her up and baby-talking. I placed the new diaper under her and stared down at it.
“Does she need powder or cream or something?”
Finn walked over and looked down. Presley decided to laugh right then, and before I knew it, Finn was talking baby talk to her too.
“What, my precious little angel. Are you feeling all better-wetter? Is da princess all fresh and cwean? Is that a smile from my number-one girl? Yes it is! Look at that pretty smile.”
And my ovaries just exploded.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts and went back to my task. “How tight do I put the tabs?”
When he didn’t answer me, I turned to him. He was totally mesmerized by Presley.
“When we have babies, I hope they get your blue eyes.”
My heart dropped and my body completely froze.
Tears built in my eyes as his words settled in my heart. I swallowed hard, not knowing what to say. I wanted to tell him everything. Tell him I wanted him to stop being a firefighter. Tell him I wanted to live the rest of my life with him and give him as many children as he wanted.
Instead. I pushed the heartache away. “Um, how…how tight should I make it?”
He reached over and looked at the diaper. “I wouldn’t make it too tight. Kind of like how you do with Flash’s collar.”
“What? You do realize you just compared a diaper to a collar.”
He had a point, though.
“Yeah. Here, move over. Let me do it.”
I stepped to the side to let him take care of it. My emotions were all over the place as I took in a few deep breaths.
Finn had mentioned kids.
Kids with me.
Our kids.
My father’s deadline loomed in the air, making it hard for me to breathe.
“There! Let’s put new clean pj’s back on you, shall we, princess?”
I attempted to keep my chin from trembling.
I wanted a future with Finn. A family. A life full of memories. But I was too afraid to tell him the truth. Too afraid he would walk away from his dream because of my father’s hate.
Turning, I walked to the window and gazed at the moonlight peeking through the tree branches. The light barely lit up the colored leaves that adorned the front yard.
“Hey, are you okay?”
I prayed for strength. Forcing a smile, I spun around and looked at Finn and Presley.
“Never better. How do we get her to go back to sleep?”
Finn’s eyes drifted to my chest.
“Uh, I don’t know how to tell you this…but…you’ve got shit all over your shirt.”
My eyes snapped down to my shirt. “What? How?”
When I looked up, Finn was frowning. “That’s nasty.”
Flash barked, causing me to jump and Presley to start laughing.
“I think you packed another of my T-shirts in the bag. I’ll go grab it.”
“We’ll just be here in the room. Dancing. I’m guessing that’s what princesses do when they’re tired.”
I stared at him for a moment. He was going to make an amazing father. Tears pricked at the backs of my eyes as I cleared my throat. “I’ll be right back,” I said as I motioned for Flash to come with me.
After grabbing a clean shirt, I headed back upstairs. Walking into the room, I came to a stop. The sight before me was the most precious thing I’d ever seen. Finn was in the rocking chair with his eyes closed humming a tune from Beauty and the Beast. I leaned against the doorjamb and took it in. How I was going to be able to walk away from him was beyond me.
Finn opened his eyes and smiled when he saw me. Returning the gesture, I lifted my brows and whispered, “Now what?”
He slowly stood. “Now we get her in the crib and muzzle Flash.”
I giggled and walked over to the crib. I made sure the sheets were clean before Finn laid Presley down.
We both slowly took a few steps back. Finn reached for my hand and led me out of the room. My heart ached in my chest as I thought about what he had said earlier about our kids. I’d never really known what people meant when they said their heart was broken. I sure knew now, because mine was breaking more and more with every passing minute.