Page 135 of Broken Silence
My heart leapt when the door opened.
“Kitchen!” I called out, biting my lip to keep myself from squealing.
Cole had spoken about children before. He knew that I was scared. I knew that having a baby would bring up a whole heap of emotions I wouldn’t be ready for. But this was happening, and I’d figure out the rest later.
Right now, I wanted to enjoy this moment. I wanted to plan and fall head over heels for this tiny person.
“Beer already,” he said, planting a long kiss on my lips. “I missed you today.”
My breath caught in my throat. Every time I saw him, I felt the same excitement. “I missed you, too. I ordered dinner.”
“Another long day, or is there another reason that your eyes are electric?”
“I have a surprise for you.”
“You do?”
“Close your eyes and hold out your hand.”
Grinning, his eyes shut, and he held his palm up.
I carefully took the scan photos out of my bag and placed them gently on his hand.
“Can I open my eyes yet?”
Biting my lip, I muttered, “Mmhmm.”
His eyes flicked open, but he looked at me first. Then, slowly, his gaze dropped to the photos. My heart skipped a beat.
His jaw went slack. “Oakley, what’s this?”
“Well… that’s our baby.”
I bit my lip at his soft intake of breath. He was happy about this. He wanted this. I could see it in his face, he lit up. Everything he’d hoped for our future since we were just teenagers was wrapped up in that little square picture.
“Our baby. We have a baby?”
“I’m ten weeks and two days.”
“Wait…” He shook his head. “I can’t… Back up. When? How long have you known?”
“I realised last night and booked a private scan. I just got home.”
“Oh my God,” he muttered, his eyes finding our little one again. He frowned, tilting his head to the side. “Is this the right way up?”
Laughing, I nodded and stepped closer to him, feeling his thudding pulse in his neck under my lips. “We made a baby.”
“Fuck!” I jumped at his sudden outburst, but he wasn’t angry. It was like he’d suddenly realised the enormity of a baby. “Oakley. Fuck.”
“I know.”
I pulled back and watched his smile grow.
He kept hold of the photo while lifting me up, making me squeal.
“Fuck!”
I laughed, holding onto his shoulders. “Cole!”
