Page 82 of Caught By A Cowboy

“Do you think he knew?” Maybe it’s rude of me to ask, but we’re family now.

“I wouldn’t be sitting here if he did,” he assures me.

“And do you regret it, betraying him that way?” My question comes out harsher than I intended it, but Jamie doesn’t seem fazed by it.

“I felt awful, Keith was my brother and I would have died for him. You may not believe that but it’s true. I’ll go to my grave with that on conscience but sitting here, holding this little guy, makes it impossible to regret it.” He looks up at me and grins.

Jace steps back inside with Grayson and once the paperwork is handled, Jamie hugs his son before he leaves.

“I think you're both gonna be very happy here.” He fusses over his grandson one last time and kisses my cheek before he leaves me and Jace alone together.

“Well, Mrs Sullivan, how do you feel?” my husband asks me, taking our son from my arms and holding him out in front of us.

“Like I won the lottery.”

“You know he’s got your pout.” Jace points out as we both admire our little creation.

“That is not how I pout.”

“You’re doin' the same pout, right now,” he laughs at me.

His phone beeps and seeing as his hands are full, I reach across the couch and grab it for him.

“What’s this?” I see a notification on the screen from the app he’d downloaded onto both our phones when we were trying to get pregnant.

“Oh, I just thought it would be a good idea to re-download it.” He shrugs, still mesmerized by our son.

“Jace, he’s a day old. Surely you can’t be thinking about knocking me up again, already?” I laugh to myself, nervously.

Baby Momma…” He shakes his head and laughs at me. “...believe me when I say that until you got another little Sullivan tucked away in there, not a day is gonna go by when I’m not thinking about knocking you up again.” He turns his head and flashes me that adorable cocky smile.