Need anything?”

April’s gaze falls to my abs and down to my workout shorts. Maybe I can channel that physical attraction into something more. We’re having a baby. I’d like us to have a real relationship. One our child can look up to. I don’t want the night we made our child to be nothing but a meaningless fuck.

It’s time I punch my bachelor card for good and think about settling down. A child is a lifetime of responsibility. I don’t take it lightly. Only, I don’t know what April wants. The easy thing would be to ask her, but I don’t want her to feel obligated to be with me because of the kid, and I don’t want her thinking that’s the only reason I am wanting to try. My feelings for her are genuine. I’ve never felt this way around a woman.

I know I need to take my time and let things progress naturally. I need to woo her. Win her over. Show her that even though we only have a physical attraction right now, there can be so much more between us.

Running a towel over my sweaty head, I wait for her to reply. Her cheeks flush and she shakes her head ever so slightly.

“No, I’m good.”

“Klaire will have breakfast ready in about ten minutes. I have a meeting, but after that I’ll be free for the weekend. Thought maybe I could take you around and show you some buildings I have in mind for your boutique.”

“Seriously?” Her whole face warms and she smiles.

Fuck, I could watch her smile like that every day. I’d spend the rest of my life trying to recreate that look on her face.

Her arms hook around my neck with gratitude and excitement. Soft and warm, her baby bump presses into my stomach. Releasing the towel I was using to dry my hair from my grip, I embrace her, holding her against me and breathing her in.

She pulls away, and I immediately feel cold all over. “Sorry. I, umm, got caught up in the moment for a sec. Are we really going to look for a place?”

I nod. “Uhh, yeah. I don’t say shit I don’t mean. I told you I believe in you. That smile looks good on you. Let’s see if we can keep it there.” I touch her nose lightly with the tip of my finger.

“This is all happening so fast.”

I place a palm on each of her cheeks. “I will keep my word. Always. If I promise you something, I will deliver.”

Her eyes close briefly. “Thank you. Just—” She sighs. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. Have to find a building we like.” I probably look like an idiot falling all over myself in front of her, but I don’t give a shit. It’s hard not to take her in my arms and kiss her breathless and senseless. She looks so damn sexy in her little booty-hugging shorts and tank top. The edge of her shirt is riding over her baby bump and I want to go down to my knees and kiss her navel, but I don’t want to freak her out. “Anyway, be ready around one.”

“Okay.” She grins eagerly, and I head across the hallway to get dressed.

* * *

April and I spent the weekend touring several possible locations for her boutique but none of them felt right. Her determination and confidence in what she wants is a huge turn on. The woman is driven and wants to work. Weston was afraid that this arrangement would have her bleeding me dry. I felt it in my gut that it wouldn’t be the case with her. It’s nice to know I can read a situation better than him. She’s special, and not because she has kryptonite pussy.

The location needs to be perfect. An area upstairs large enough for her to do her designs and house a nursery for our child. I told her we could hire a nanny, but she rejected the idea quickly, stating she wants to be the one raising her baby. I have a feeling she may change her mind when she tries to juggle a new business and a newborn. Ambitious is an understatement with her.

I keep the thought to myself. Her hormones have her emotions running high. I wouldn’t say I walk on eggshells around her, but I choose my words and battles wisely.

Today is the day we find out the sex of our baby. I reworked my schedule to take the day off. I want to be with her every step of the way.

Stunning. Simply stunning is how I would describe the way she looks right now laying on the exam table with her dress rolled up over her bump. The technician is squirting some jelly on her stomach. Her blonde hair is fanned out around her head as she looks over at me wearing an anxious smile.

Reaching over, I take her hand in mine. I want her to know she has my support one hundred percent. Giving me a gentle squeeze back, I know she appreciates the gesture. A whooshing noise sounds, and the technician explains that that amazing thumping sound is our baby’s heartbeat. It’s so fast.

I’ve never been emotional in my life, but hearing that sound—it’s like everything hits me at once. I’m completely overwhelmed with something I can’t even describe. The tiny life we created together comes into focus on the screen and a tear trickles down my face. Chills buzz up and down my arms as I watch the screen.

“He looks like he’s talking on the phone.” April laughs.

“Do you want to know the sex?” The woman turns to us.

April bites her bottom lip and looks over at me. We’d talked about possibly waiting until birth on the way over here, but I have to know. The anticipation is about to do me in.

“Yes.” I answer for both of us before April can respond.

The lady smiles and moves the wand around. “Congratulations. It’s a boy.”

April smirks at me. “Told you so.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

I’m having a son.

I’m having a son!

April’s eyes linger on mine. I swallow as her warmth penetrates my hard walls. God, I want to kiss her and almost do, but then the technician hands me the printout of the pictures, interrupting the moment. I settle for bringing her hand to my lips, brushing them lightly over her palm.

April gives me a quizzical but happy look.