"Well?" It seems like I've been waiting forever.

"Not yet," Jo tells me with a playful slap to my arm, "It's only been 3 minutes."

I fall back on our bed with a heavy sigh, "I can't believe these things aren't instant read yet," I tell her.

Jordan is standing next to the bedroom window, looking down into the yard where I can hear Nick's shrieks echoing off the back wall of the house and shop.

"Your dad is going to wear them out," she says, "we should hire him on full time, especially if we're going to have a new baby in the house."

The smile on my face grows, Dad really came out of his shell when the kids came along. It's great to have him back again. "If I'd known grand kids were going to be so good for him, I'd have knocked you up years ago," I tease my wife.

"You did knock me up years ago," she slaps my knee and sits on the edge of the bed beside me.

Our oldest, Zoe, is 12 now and the boys are 4 and 6 already, so I guess she's got a point.

"I meant like when I was 19," I clarify as I reach up and grab her by the waist to pull her down on the bed with me.

"You didn't know me when you were 19," she giggles.

"Well if I'd have found you," I tell her as I kiss her, "I'd have found you and knocked you up and we'd have 14 kids by now."

Jordan eyes me cynically, "Even your dad couldn't handle that many grand babies."

Jordan pushes me away and climbs off the bed to go check the results.

I don't even know why we're bothering with a test, I already know she's pregnant. Her nipples are a shade darker, her hips already have that fullness to them that drives me wild when my hands are wrapped around them, and her usual sarcasm has been replaced with the same calm patience that has appeared out of nowhere with each one of her previous pregnancies.

Jordan giggles from the bathroom of the master suite we had built when we expanded the house back when we found out our second one was on the way.

Zoe was already 6 when Nick was was born and she was adamant that she wasn't sharing her room with a baby brother.

"It's positive, isn't it?" I jump up from the bed and join her in the bathroom where I find her grinning like a crazy woman with the pregnancy test in her hand, her head bobs up and down enthusiastically and I see her eyes are wet with tears.

Zoe came along so early in the game, we took our time enjoying our little family before we decided to add to it, but now we're both getting older. I knew Jo wanted one more baby before we called it quits and I sure as hell wasn't going to tell her no.

"It'd be nice to have another girl," I tell her as I put my hand over the place that's going to be growing with my child again soon.

Jordan wipes a tear out of her eye and laughs at me like I've gone insane, "I think one daughter is going to be enough to keep you busy," she tells me with her hand over mine.

"What do you mean?" I ask. "Zoe's super easy, it's not like there are any boys her age in Fell's Valley that I need to worry about."

The unmistakable sound of a dirt bike sputtering out of gas a short distance from the store interrupts our moment.

Jordan's eyes meet mine as the sudden silence of the engine is immediately followed by a string of curse words in an unfamiliar voice-- a decidedly young and very male voice.

The bell goes off to call whoever's on duty in the store out to the gas pump and I follow my wife to our front window and watch in horror as the kid that just rolled his bike up to the pump takes his helmet off and grins at Zoe as she runs ahead of my dad to unlock the pump.

"Calm down, Dad," Jordan lays her hand on my bicep, patting my arm gently as I watch my daughter mimic her mother's trade mark hair flip and giggles shrilly at whatever the kid just told her.

A growl rolls out of my chest at the scene unfolding out front.

"Now, what were you saying about having another girl?"

I look down at my wife and see her head tilted sideways with one eyebrow lifted as she looks up at me with a smirk.

"Another boy would be nice too," I point out as I let Jordan pull me into a deep kiss.