“Why do I feel as though I should be screaming, ‘PIVOT!’?”
I try to laugh, but I’m gutted. “I had no idea we’d have to move it.”
“Did you buy the biggest bed there is?” Chord looks over the top at me.
I quirk my lip. “I’m hoping we’ll need the room.”
“Ha! You gotta get the girl first.” He laughs on a strain. “I want you to know, Sarah and I want more kids.”
“Good!”
“If I lose my balls lifting this shit, she’s coming after you!” He glares at me.
“I don’t understand? When did you get balls?”
He flips me off. “Nice one, ol’ pal.”
There’s a noise at the front door, and our eyes widen. We freeze, hoping it’s Reese or someone else.
“We’re home, baby girl,” Charlee says in her sing-song way. My heart races hearing her.
Chord’s mouth moves, but I can’t understand him. I hold my hands up, shaking my head.
He steps closer to me, whispering. “We have to say something.”
I’m paralyzed with fear and know she isn’t going to take this well. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I take a shaky step and one after the other, I begin moving toward her voice.
Chord touches my arm, holding up a finger. He pulls his phone out and dials her. I watch, with wide eyes.
“Hello?” Her voice echoes through the house.
“Charlee, this is Chord,” he says softly.
“Hey, how are you?” she says sweetly.
“Good, but I need you to know we’re in the master,” he says as I hold my breath.
“You are? Why?” Her voice sounds louder.
“Well, we’re moving in a new bed. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you’d be here or I would’ve warned you,” he explains.
“Wait.” Her voice trembles. “You said we.”
I shove my hands in my pockets and walk out. She drops her phone and takes a step back. Luci babbles on like nothing’s happening. She’s grown so much, she’s even more beautiful now.
“Hey.”
She licks her lips and presses Luci to her chest. “What are you doing here?”
“I thought you’d be gone by now.” I rub the back of my neck, trying to get my stomach to chill.
Her eyes dart to the door. “Hey, I’m gonna step outside. If anyone needs me, I’ll be right by the door,” Chord says as he walks past me, and we watch him leave.
Her eyes dart around the room. I suppose anything is better than facing me. I never imagined feeling this way about either of them, but here I am, ready to give up everything I’ve ever dreamed of for a different one with them.
“The pictures,” I hesitate, “they’re breathtaking. Thank you.”
“I suppose you’re here for Luci.” Her voice wavers.