“Sorry to be waiting for you like this. But I didn’t want to wake you up in the middle of your nap.”
“How long was I out? Are the babies okay?” A tinge of panic crept into my voice, and as soon as the words were out, I felt a bit silly.
“They’re in NICU just down the hall,” he said, tilting his head to the right. “They’re doing just fine.”
The relief was sudden, but it didn’t last.
I knew why Noah was there.
“You’re sure the babies are fine?”
“Of course. You’ll be needing to keep a close eye on them over the next few weeks to make sure they’re thriving like they ought to, but aside from the early entrance, they’re as healthy as can be.”
Another wave of relief.
I glanced over to the flowers. “These are nice.”
He let out an amused snort. “Glad you like them. I wanted something a little more colorful, but it was slim pickings downstairs.”
“Those glasses,” I said with a small smile. “Those are also nice.”
That got a chuckle out of him. “These’re my cheaters. Don’t normally wear them, but I was in such a hurry to come over last night that I forgot to put my contacts back in.” He adjusted them, flicking his eyebrows. “I think they make me look distinguished.”
I laughed. “I agree.”
I wrung my hands, knowing where the conversation was going next. There was no putting it off any longer.
He sighed, took off his glasses, folded them, then slipped them into the front pocket of his coat.
“I think you know what I’m going to say next, Sadie.”
“I do.”
“Good. Because you and I, we’ve sure as hell got a lot to talk about.”