Page 126 of Talk Wicked to Me

As she carried him out of the bedroom, Baz came through the front door, strikingly handsome with his sun-kissed skin, scruffy jaw, and baring the dimples that still gave her butterflies. He was enjoying his work at the clinic, and since he rarely was needed for the whole day, they had a lot of family time, which they all loved. There were no cars on the island, so they walked everywhere. Brennan loved his stroller rides, and with white sand beaches and clear blue water, when it wasn’t raining, there was no shortage of beautiful views.

“There you are,” Baz said, opening his arms like he was saying it to both of them, which she knew he was. He was always as happy to see them as they were to see him. Even on stressful days, when he walked through the door or they met him in town, he lit up like he’d been waiting hours for that very moment. But even though they were madly in love, they had their ups and downs. Emerson got behind on deadlines, Baz had stressful situations with animals, and Brennan was a great baby, but babies made life busy and sometimes a little overwhelming. They’d gotten good at reading each other’s moods and talking things through. If there was anything too heavy to discuss, they usually waited until Brennan was in bed, which worked well for them. It gave them time to decompress and to fill up on the joys of family time, which helped put their stresses into perspective.

Brennan reached for Baz with grabby hands. “Dadadadadada.”

“Hey, little man. I missed you.” Baz wrapped his arms around both of them and kissed the top of Brennan’s head. Then he kissed Emerson’s lips. “Smells good in here. How’s my girl? How’d your editing go?”

“Great. I’m really enjoying the story.”

“That’s always a plus. Did you edit any steamy scenes we should act out?” He waggled his brows.

They’d had fun acting out some of the more erotic scenes she’d edited. Of course, her wicked dirty man could rewrite them all and make them hotter. “Nothing we haven’t done better.”

“Good answer.” He took Brennan from her and kissed his cheek. “Were you a good boy for Mama today?”

Brennan looked at her. “Mamamamamama.”

“We had a great day, and he has a new trick to show you.” It had taken every ounce of her willpower not to spill the beans and text him earlier.

Baz lifted Brennan up in the air, making him giggle. “What kind of trick do you have for me? Did your mama teach you to edit or bake?”

“Something like that.” She laid a blanket on the floor and reached for Brennan. As Baz handed him to her, she said, “Stay there.”

She went to the other side of the blanket and put Brennan down on his belly. He pushed up on his hands and knees and rocked. He’d been working hard on crawling the last two weeks.

“No way! Did he crawl?” He dropped to his hands and knees in front of Brennan. “Crawl to Daddy, B. Come to Daddy.”

That was all the incentive their little guy needed. “Dadadadada.”

The love Baz had for Brennan, and the joy he took in being his daddy, were just two of the things he did that made her fall even more in love with him every day. She pulled out her phone, ready to capture the first time their little boy crawled to his daddy.

Brennan crawled toward Baz, and Baz’s eyes shimmered with delight. “That’s my boy! Look, Em. He’s crawling! Are you getting this?”

“Every second of it.” And she hoped her parents and Ashley were seeing it, too.

He crawled all the way to Baz, and Baz scooped him up, smothering him with kisses. “You are the smartest boy! I love you so much.” He hugged him. “We have to babyproof everything! I’ll call my mom and have her go over and fix our place up before we get home.”

Brennan clapped a hand on Baz’s cheek. “Dadadadadada.”

“That’s right, B. I’m your daddy, and I’m damn proud of it.” He nuzzled Brennan’s neck.

She couldn’t stop her smile as she revealed her second surprise. “Do you think you could be proud of two little ones calling you Daddy?”

“Two…?” Understanding rose in his eyes. “Are you…? Are we pregnant?” The excitement in his voice matched the excitement in her heart.

“Mm-hm.” They’d been careful most of the time. But they’d gotten carried away a few times and had forgotten to use protection.

His dimples deepened. “We’re having a baby?”

“Yeah,” she said with a laugh, tearing up. “I think I’m about seven weeks along.”

Now he was tearing up, too. “Hear that, Little B? You’re going to be a big brother.” He swept her into his arms and pressed his smiling lips to hers. “Are you feeling okay? You haven’t been sick or anything, have you? Should we see a doctor?”

“I haven’t felt sick at all, but I missed my period, so I took a test, and then I took another, and another. They were all positive, so I visited the medical clinic for a blood test, and it was positive, too. I already made an appointment with a doctor back home.”

“And you’re happy, right?” he asked urgently. “I’m not misreading you, am I?”

“I’m elated.” She was so happy, she had a hard time believing she was the same person who hadn’t even had family on her radar when she’d gotten pregnant with Brennan, and she knew that had everything to do with Baz. “I know the timing isn’t optimal, but…”