Overruled
Page 77With her arm over my daughter’s shoulders, Sofia looks down at her and asks, “You want to go horseback riding?”
Presley nods, and I just grin, teasing. “Someone thinks she’s quite the equestrian.”
Sofia twists her middle and pointer finger together and adorably insists, “Blackjack and I are like this. We have a whole mental thing going on—he understands me.”
I’m still laughing as I jog to the truck to help Jenny out. “Hey.” I kiss her cheek and give her a hug. Or, as close to a hug as I can, considering the size of her stomach. “Damn, Jenny, you’re gigantic.”
She frowns. “Why don’t you go to hell and die, Stanton? What kinda thing is that to say to a pregnant woman?”
“A truthful kinda thing. I don’t remember you bein’ so big with Presley. You sure there’s not two in there?”
She rubs her eight-months-pregnant belly. “No, just the one. One’s enough—and I’m gettin’ drugs this time.”
I chuckle. “Not if Nurse Lynn’s there, you’re not.”
Sofia hugs Jenny in greeting. “We would’ve come to your house to pick her up.”
We catch up for a few minutes, then Jenny leaves and we head to the stable. Presley walks in front of us, and I hold Sofia’s hand as she walks beside me.
“So . . . you ever think about that?”
“About what?”
I jerk my head in the direction Jenny just left.
“A baby?”
“A baby,” I say.
“You and me?”
“Well . . . I’d be pretty pissed if it was you and someone else.”
“I know.”
“And you’re trying to make partner.”
“True.” We walk silently. Then I lean closer to her, guessing, “So that’s a yes, then?”
She grins. “Yes . . . I’ll think about it.”
I give her her favorite lopsided grin. “Good.”
Sofia holds up a finger. “But not now.”
“No.”
“Make sure your sperm is aware of that. It has a history of going rogue.”
She nods. “But soon.”
“Soon is good.”
I swing our joined hands. “We should probably get married first.”
Sofia stops, staring at me. “Are you asking?”
I turn, cupping her jaw, tracing her beautiful lips. “Darlin’, when I ask, you won’t be wonderin’ if I’m askin’.” Then I kiss her sweetly. “But it’ll be soon.”
She smiles, big and blinding. “Soon is good.”