Marry Your Best Friend (How To Win At Love #4) Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: How To Win At Love Series by Hope Ford
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
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I take a step toward her. “I would forget it, but I don’t want this between us. You feel pretty strongly about not having a baby with me, and well, I guess I just don’t want this to be weird, that’s all.”

She shifts from foot to foot and throws her hands up in the air. “You’re my best friend, Gabe.”

I wait for her to continue, and when she doesn’t, I nod my head. “Right… and you’re my best friend.”

She shakes her head side to side. “No, you don’t get it. You’re my best friend.”

I laugh. “I do get it, and you are my best friend.” I hold my hands up. “Okay, I think we’ve established that we are each other’s best friends. That’s no surprise to anyone.”

She doesn’t try to walk out, but she does take a few steps back, putting some distance between us. “Right, well, I can’t lose you.”

Did I hear her right? She can’t lose me? “I’m sorry… did you just say you can’t lose me?”

Her forehead creases, and she nods her head.

I take a step toward her. “But…”

She holds up her hands, and I stop in my tracks. “No, listen. If we were to have a baby together—as best friends—it would change everything. I can’t lose you, Gabe… I won’t.”

“But…” I try again, but she’s not having it.

She gets louder. “Stop. I don’t even want to discuss it. Look, yeah, I want kids, but I’m not going to do it and then have you resent me in a few years when you meet some woman that you want to have a family with. People don’t understand our relationship now… they definitely wouldn’t if we had a kid together.”

“Fuck them,” I say. “Who cares what anyone else thinks?”

Ever since Dom told me that Chrissy confessed to him that she wanted a kid, it’s been on my mind, and I’ve gone crazy thinking about it. In my mind, if we have a baby, it gives me a perfect excuse for us to be together. But as soon as I mentioned it, it was obvious she would never consider it.

She taps her foot stubbornly. “Look, I can do a lot of things, but I can’t deal with you resenting me one day.”

“Chrissy, baby, please listen to me.”

She looks at the clock on the wall. “Look, I need to get back to work.”

I don’t move because I can’t let her walk away from me right now. She reaches up and wraps her hand around my arm. “When Macy was born, it got me thinking, and I got baby fever, that’s all. It’s not anything I’m going to jump into. You know how I plan and think about everything. I’m not going to do something without thinking it through. And you know that I will talk to you before I make any decisions. Okay?”

My shoulders relax a little. “You promise?”

She puts her hands at my waist and lets them slide around my back. She holds on to me, and I wrap her up in my arms. Her whisper is soft, but it brings me comfort. “I promise.”

I hold on to her, and even though I don’t want to let her go, I know she needs to get back to work. I squeeze her tightly and lean my cheek on the top of her head. “I’m sorry for being a pain in the ass.”

Her body shakes as she laughs. “That’s one of the things I love about you.”

I clench my eyes and let her words float through me before releasing her and stepping back. “Go get to work. Thanks for patching me up, honey.”

She backs out of the room. “Anytime… you know that.”

I follow her down the hall, and after another bye, I walk out of the hospital knowing that I’m leaving part of my heart behind.

3

CHRISSY

I hug my sister-in-law Haven. “I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to drop by. Work has been crazy.”

Haven hugs me back. “Macy is only two weeks old.”

I lean back to look at her. “Yeah, well, two weeks is too long. I’m sorry. Where is she at?”

She points toward the living room. “Right in there.”

“Okay, I’m going to get some lovings, but while I’m here, I’m going to help around the house. What can I do? Laundry, clean bathrooms, kitchen, you name it, I’m on it.”

We walk into the living room, and I gasp when I see Macy sleeping. I whisper and put my hand over my heart. “Oh my God, she’s even more beautiful than I remember.”

“She’s perfect, right?”

I nod and can feel myself tearing up. “Yes, she’s perfect.”

Without taking my eyes off Macy, I ask Haven, “Tell me what I can do. You should have your feet up, resting. Oh my God, go take a nap. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do when she’s sleeping?”


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