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I take another bite of my pineapple bliss and continue to eat my way through my excitement. “You would never be underfoot. Besides, we don’t even know if I’m pregnant.”
“Not for another minute.”
Another minute.
I have to be pregnant, right?
I’m always hungry, I fall asleep without warning, and I still haven’t had my period.
Logically, I know that stress can cause a woman’s cycle to glitch, and between the home invasion, fleeing to Ireland, and having my ex-husband try to kill me, there was a lot of stress.
But I’m not stressed now.
In fact, I’ve never been happier.
The chiming song of my timer goes off and I swipe to clear the notification and then draw a deep breath. “Are you ready, Cora?”
Cora grins and leans over the kitchen island on both elbows. “Aye, I’m ready. Take a look.”
“How was your visit with Rose?” Tag asks me as the two of us drive home after lunch.
“Good. She’s a lovely lady.”
“Aye, she is at that.” We drive a little further and he casts a sideways glance at me. “Is everything all right? You’re awfully quiet.”
“Oh, sorry. Yes, I’m good.” Better than good, actually. I’m pregnant and now I just need to find a cute way to tell you. I flash him a reassuring smile and reach over to squeeze his hand. “Did you get everything sorted with the landscaper?”
“I believe so, but the proof will be in the pudding. He says he’ll have things well in hand by the end of the month, so I’ll give him until then before we visit again, and I check his progress.”
“Oh, good. I like it out here. It’s quite peaceful. I’m looking forward to exploring more of the countryside.”
As the truck hums along the rural road toward a neighboring town, I point to a sign with balloons blowing in the breeze. “Oh, there’s a street fair. That looks like fun. Do we have time to check it out?”
He hits the indicator and makes the turn, taking us in the direction of the arrows. “If you want to check out a local street fair, we will make the time.”
I love that.
In Chicago, I used to love going into vintage shops and rummaging around. Even when Marco and I were dating, he hated it. He’d pick a local coffee shop up the road and tell me to meet him when I was done.
Tag is different.
He enjoys indulging me in my interests.
It takes time and a little backtracking to find a side street close enough to the fair to park. The main street where the festivities are being held is a bit of a walk, but neither of us mind.
“With all the conflict the past two weeks, it’s nice to simply walk out in the sunshine and hold hands.”
Tag lifts our joined hands and kisses my knuckles. “Aye, it is at that, luv. I’m sorry it’s been such a clusterfuck.”
“It wasn’t your fault. Aiden really screwed everyone over when he took out Declan.”
Tag frowns as we stroll along, the rhythm of the live music from the stage growing louder as we walk. “Siobhan did a real number on him. I wish your first impression of him was more like the brother and best friend he’s always been. Not that you’d know it, but he’s really a stand-up guy.”
“It’s too bad Siobhan twisted him up like she did.”
“Aye, it is.”
“Has there been any word on where she is?”
