Perfect Risk (Mason Creek #1) - C.A. Harms Page 0,73
what lays beneath my hand.
I didn’t notice Wyatt standing in the doorway until he spoke.
“What are you thinking?” I smiled at him, and he moved in closer kneeling next to me, placing his own hand where mine still remained. I had no idea how long he’d been watching me.
“I still can’t believe it.” The second he told me while I laid in the hospital bed shortly after I woke up several night ago, I thought I’d been hallucinating. But when he repeated the words and then placed his hand on my stomach I knew I hadn’t imagined his words.
We fell asleep in that very position, my hand and his resting on my stomach and the next morning they did another sonogram just to ensure everything was okay. That’s when it hit me, when it hit us both.
I was pregnant and I had no idea. I’ve never been regular and we’d used protection, granted I understood those things failed but it was still a shock.
“I’m happy.” I’d always wanted kids. Granted I thought I’d be married and maybe have time being a newlywed before being thrust into motherhood, but I didn’t regret that we’d leaped forward to this stage.
I was going to be a mother. And Wyatt a daddy.
Looking away from where our hands rested I found him staring at my belly. “Are you happy?”
“I have never been happier.”
I wanted to touch him, but with one hand in a cast, and resting on the side of the tub, I remained where I was. His fingers linked through mine, covering the very spot I baby grew.
I’d spent the last several days since coming home from the hospital being pampered and spoiled by Wyatt. He barely let me feed myself and normally his hovering would have drove me nuts but due to the circumstances it was actually very sweet.
Anna had told me about him crying at my side when his mother and brother showed up the night of the accident and it practically broke me. I think it shifted something between him and may father too because when he stopped by the day after I’d come home there was a newfound peace between them. An acceptance, and my father even gave Wyatt a manly hug before leaving. It was a huge turning point and when he sat back down on the couch at my side he looked just as shook by it as I felt.
My life had changed so much since returning to Mason Creek. To which none of it I had expected. I always knew it was home, where I would remain and maybe one day meet a guy and raise a family but I never expected that to happen after colliding outside a coffee shop with the one guy I hoped to avoid.
I never expected to have that same man become my landlord and I surely never expected to fall in love with the one that broke my heart so many years ago.
But the universe had a different plan for me. I have to believe that coming back here, and all that followed was meant to be. I have to believe that the hardships that happened after Wyatt left me standing on my front porch all that time ago were lessons to be learned. It all made me stronger, and yes it all ran full circle back to this point.
Had you asked me months ago to go back to that day and relive every single moment over again I would have told you to go to hell. Yet now, knowing that this is where it would all lead me I’d repeat it all over again. Because this, my life and the man I have, the child we’ve created, it’s all the best possible outcome.
Gus lay on the floor at my feet. It’s the place he’s been almost daily since I came home. It’s like he knew and he was protecting his baby. It was sweet really and the big monster had grown on me something fierce. He no longer hassled me, but in his defense, I knew now it was him being playful. I was just a mess and I blame it all on the sexual frustration I felt for his daddy back then.
Miley had been handling the shop, with it being winter things were a little slower so it was easier to operate on one. Tate had also been offering her help so she can have lunch and breaks throughout the day. We shortened our hours too.