tray in front of me. “I took the crackers out of the package,” he said. “And look, I put some of your favorite grape jelly in a little dish.”
I almost cried. These days, I cried at everything. “That is so sweet and thoughtful. Thank you, guys.”
“How are you feeling?” Nash asked with concern written all over his face.
“I am good. A little icky, but I’ll be fine in an hour.”
“Is my baby brother coming soon?” Jace asked.
It was the same question he asked every day. “Not yet. We still have a ways to go.”
“We don’t know if it is a boy,” Nash told him. “We’ll find out in a few weeks.”
“I want a brother,” Jace said.
“Well, I will see what I can do,” I joked.
“Let’s leave Mom to eat her breakfast,” Nash said. “Remember, we need to get her presents ready.”
Jace’s face lit up. “You’re going to love your presents, Mom!”
“I can’t wait.”
“I’ll be back,” Nash said and patted my arm before taking Jace out of our bedroom.
I reached for a Saltine and nibbled on it. I forgot what morning sickness was like. I was hoping it went away quickly. I put my hand over my belly that was still flat. “You’re going to love your life, little one,” I whispered.
I loved my life. I loved the home we were making together. Nash’s house had been an adjustment, but we managed to settle in. Nash gave me free rein over the decorating. It was hard to spend his money, but he insisted. I brought a lot of my furniture and knick-knacks to the house. They added a personal touch to the rather cold house.
I nibbled on the cracker and felt my stomach settling. Thankfully, my morning sickness was mild. It was generally just an hour or so in the morning. Then I was all good. Most of the time. I grabbed another cracker and smeared some jelly on it before going out to see what my guys were up to.
I found them in the kitchen. Jace was on his stool helping to frost a cake. Nash looked up and jerked his head, motioning for me to get out. I pretended to drink. He nodded and moved to the coffee machine. Drinking decaf was still a bit of an adjustment, but with enough flavored cream, it worked.
I walked into the sunroom and stretched out on one of the lounge chairs. “Here you go,” Nash said and dropped a kiss on my head. He handed me my cup of decaf.
“Thank you. What are you guys doing in there?”
“Jace made you a cake,” he said.
“Really?”
“Really. He’s very excited to give you your gifts.”
“You guys are going to spoil me,” I said with a bright smile.
“You are my queen. We want to spoil you.”
“I like being spoiled,” I told him. “What time is Davin coming over?”
“They’ll be here around noon,” he answered.
“Jace is going to love seeing the baby,” I said. “Caitlyn too. They have two future babysitters.”
“And us too,” he said.
“One thing at a time,” I said. “Let me get this one out before we start planning babysitters.”
He put a hand to my belly. “I am so excited to take this journey with you.”
“I am too. This time is going to be very different.”
He nodded. “I better get back in there and make sure he isn’t frosting the ceiling.” He kissed me again. “Oh, the construction guys will be here on Monday to get started on your home office.”
“You really don’t have to give me a whole office,” I told him.
“Yes, I do. We have the room. I want you comfortable.”
“Thank you. I appreciate it.”
“You’re doing me a favor by staying on at the firm,” he said.
“I’m not an invalid. I could go into the office.”
He shook his head. “No. This is what you wanted. You wanted to be here for Jace. You know you don’t need to work at all. If you want to quit, you can.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
He left me alone to enjoy my crappy coffee. I finished drinking what I could and went to get ready for the day. Today was the barbecue. Caitlyn and Joss were coming over, along with Davin and his girlfriend and their baby. Nash had bought out half of Whole Foods in preparation for the barbecue. He insisted none of the women cook anything. He was grilling steaks, which I was really hoping I could get down.
“Mom!” Jace hollered.
I walked to the kitchen. There were several gifts wrapped in pretty purple wrapping paper