Despite her words from earlier saying she’s happy, I’m still concerned about how she might feel about this. We didn’t plan this, this time, and now we’re having two kids at one time.
“Yeah.” She smiles. “I’m worried it’s not real.”
I pick up her hand and kiss her knuckles. “It’s real.”
“What are we going to do?” She laughs. “We can’t stay in our apartment with twins. The spare bedroom was barely big enough for Beckett’s stuff.”
I chuckle. “I guess we’re going to have to move.”
“We might need a minivan too,” she jokes.
I glare at her. “I am not driving a minivan.”
She shrugs innocently. “I think you’d be hot driving a minivan.”
I narrow my eyes. “I see what you’re trying to do, and I’m not biting.”
Her lips quirk with amusement. “You’ll change your mind.”
“Not likely,” I mutter under my breath.
She hops down from the exam table then and changes back into her clothes.
“When should we tell everyone?” she asks.
“Whenever you want.”
She bites her lip. “I don’t know …”
“We can wait,” I hasten to tell her. “If that’s what makes you feel more comfortable.”
She shakes her head and steps into her jeans. “No, I think we should tell them.”
“Okay,” I agree.
“Are you okay with that?” she asks. “If you want to wait I’m okay.”
I sigh and scrub a hand over my face. “No, this is good with me. I’m more fucking worried about what they might say. I swear if they react like last time I’m going to go off.”
She laughs and picks up her bag. “No, you won’t.”
I sigh and stand up. “You’re probably right.”
“I’m most definitely right.”
“Oh, is that so?” I pinch her butt and she shrieks, jumping away.
She grabs the door handle and runs out into the hall.
I chase after her and she’s almost to the exit when I swoop her up into my arms and over my shoulder.
“Jace put me down,” she shrieks, but I ignore her as I walk up to the checkout desk.
“I need to set up Nova’s next appointment,” I say.
The woman working there looks at us like we’re insane.
Nova waves weakly from behind me. “Hi.”