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“You are?”
“Yeah.” He doesn’t sound entirely thrilled about it. “I’ve been trying not to travel too much since Maisie was born, but the client insisted… although, on the bright side, at least it’s not a fashion shoot, so I don’t have to take too much kit with me.”
“How long will you be away?”
“Ten days. I’m gonna miss Maisie so much.” I can hear it in his voice, and understand it so much better now. “Anyway, why did you call?”
“To let you know Ella’s had the baby.”
“Oh, my God. Is she okay?”
“She’s fine. Things were a little different about an hour ago. I think she’d have happily killed me then.”
He laughs. “I remember that feeling. Lexi and I weren’t even together, and she threatened to castrate me, just so I couldn’t inflict the pain of having to give birth on any other woman.” He pauses. “It’s a great feeling, isn’t it? Not the threats against your manhood, but becoming a father?”
“It is.” I glance over at Ella again. She’s looking up at me now, and I blow her a kiss. She returns the gesture, and focuses back on our son again.
“Don’t miss a second of it,” Drew says in my ear.
“I won’t.”
“And tell Ella I’ll come visit the moment I get back from Rome.”
“Okay. Take care of yourself.”
“I’ll do my best.”
He hangs up, and I turn to Ella. “I just need to call Henry. Is that okay?” She nods her head and I find Henry’s details, placing the call.
“Mac?”
“Henry. I’m just calling to let you know I’m a father.”
“Oh… oh, my dear boy. That marvellous news.”
“I also wanted to tell you, we’ve named the baby Henry.”
There’s a slight pause and then he says, “I—I don’t know what to say.” I can hear the emotion in his voice, though, and I wish he could be here, so I could hug him.
“You don’t have to say anything. Just promise you’ll come over for a visit.”
“I will, although I’ll give you a while to get used to being parents first.”
“Not too long.”
“No, not too long.” He coughs. “Give my love to Ella, won’t you?”
“I will.”
“And give little Henry a kiss.”
“Of course.”
I can’t help smiling as we end our call, and I pocket my phone, wandering back to Ella. Henry’s asleep now, and I lean over, kissing his forehead. He wrinkles his nose, but doesn’t stir, and I whisper, “That’s from Uncle Henry.”
Ella looks up at me. “How was he? Did he mind us naming Henry after him?”
“Not at all. I think he was very moved by it, actually.”
