Chapter Twenty-Eight
Alyse
Iknew I was pregnant before I even missed my period. A few days before it was supposed to arrive, I noticed certain smells bothered me. My breasts always became sore prior to my period, but this time it felt like when I was pregnant with K.C.
I was probably more aware of the signs since I had hoped for it the night Kaden proposed. As he said, it felt like baby-making sex and it certainly did. I felt different even the next day. And when I held Emma and Bryce’s son, Jonathan – yeah it was like my uterus was having spasms.
So, when my period actually didn’t come, I still wait a few days. I didn’t want to be disappointed or disappoint Kaden. I needed to know, though.
After working all day at the diner, I stopped at the local pharmacy and picked up a couple of test. You can’t just go with one, now.
When I got home, Kaden was in the kitchen cooking dinner. It’s a new passion of his and he’s been really helping out at the diner. We’ve been rolling out some healthier eating options and are looking to expand from a deli like atmosphere to a full fledge family style restaurant.
It took Kaden one walk through to calculate dimensions and come up with a layout. There’s nothing sexier than a man with muscles and a brain.
We were going to close down, but Kaden also figured out how we could still keep the front of the store open for walk-in slash take out customers while the construction was going on. We may need to shut down to complete the old-fashioned diner counter with stools in the front, but at least we won’t be closed for too long.
I’m excited for the renovations to be done. But I’m even more excited to see if there is a baby growing inside of me.
I hold up the pharmacy bag and smile. Kaden squints and looks confused and then turns off all the burners when he realizes what I’m holding.
“Really?” he asks as I shrug my shoulders. “Well, don’t just stand there. Go pee on a stick, woman!”
I laugh as he smacks my ass all the way to our master bathroom.
Once I’m finished “peeing on the stick” as Kaden says, I walk out and sit on the bed next to Kaden and wait. Both of our legs are bouncing up and down.
The five-minute timer goes off on my phone and we both jump and race into the bathroom. I grab the test in my fist and close my eyes, sending up a silent prayer.
With Kaden’s arms around my middle and his head on my shoulder, I slowly turn the test over. I’m off my feet and in Kaden’s arms in seconds as he goes running through the house yelling, “I knew that was baby-making sex! Whoop!”
Willow chooses that time to come in with K.C. and immediately stops and covers his eyes.
“We have our clothes on, Willow. And for God’s sake, what kind of sex do you have if you think this is a position?” I say, laughing. “Besides, why aren’t you covering your eyes?”
“It’s more life altering for a kid to see his parents. And you know I’m a kinky biotch. I was just curious,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows. “What the hell is going on? Do I want to know?”
“Wait, is that what I think it is in your hand?” she says, pointing at the test I still have a death grip on.
Both Kaden and I say yes at the same time as he continues to bounce me in his arms.
“Well then, looks like you are going to be a big brother there, buddy,” she says to K.C., removing her hand from his eyes.
“Big budder, yay!” he says, hopping around the room with his hands raised in the air.
Soon Willow joins in and starts bouncing around the room with us as we all chant, “Big budder, yay!”