“Riley James wasn’t real,” Will explained. “It was a made-up persona that allowed Megan to go to work for the police department.”
If the host didn’t change the subject soon, I would have to do it for her.
She must have seen the look on my face, because she heaved in a breath and said, “So, what’s next for the two of you?” Music began to play signaling that the show was almost over.
Will shrugged. “We hope to help out where we can and keep doing the good work we’ve been doing.” He looked at me. “We might have to change our way of doing business, though,” he said, and he winked at me. The scar under his eye got that full crease that I loved so much.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Yeah, Will, what do you mean by that?” I asked, gritting my teeth. I couldn’t keep a secret around the man. He’d hacked every account I’d ever had, medical or otherwise. I both loved and loathed it in equal measure. I squeezed his hand so tightly that he winced.
“We hope to be adding to our family soon,” he said. “We’re adopting a son from China. He’s three.”
Oh, he meant that. He didn’t know. He had no idea.
It was my turn to shock him. “Actually, we’re going to have two children, just a few years apart,” I amended. “I sort of, kind of, maybe just a little bit might be pregnant.”
Will’s jaw fell open.
“Close your mouth. I can see your gum.”
He slammed his mouth closed.
MeeMaw squealed from her seat in the audience. I laughed. “Gotcha,” I said, as I jabbed him in the side with my elbow.
The host closed the show while Will sat there, stunned.
“We’re having a baby,” he said quietly.
I held up two fingers. “Two kids, around the same time. Think you can handle it?”
“I can handle anything you got.”
I leaned over and kissed him. “That’s why I married you.” I believed he could, and that was the most intoxicating thing ever.