Page 53 of When You Blush

“You’re welcome.” I kiss the back of her hand as I pull in front of Xander’s house, cut the engine, and turn to her. “Are you okay, sugar?”

“Yeah. It was an alarming way to start the day, but I’m okay. I did have a good time last night.”

I smile and cup her gorgeous face. “Understatement.”

She meets me halfway over the center console, and I kiss her, then graze my teeth over that delicious bottom lip, and kiss her some more.

“I don’t know when I’ll be free,” she whispers.

“We’ll wing it.” I tuck her hair behind her ear. “It’ll be okay.”

She nods and turns to open her door, but I stop her.

“Let me.”

I walk around the car and open that door for her, and when she steps out, I pull her into me, hugging her close.

“You sure you’re okay, sugar?”

“Better now. You give some really good hugs. You know that, right?”

Grinning, I kiss the top of her head. “It takes two to hug, baby. Have a good day. I’ll be at the clinic all day, but just call if you need me.”

“Thank you.” She boosts up on her toes to kiss me, and then she’s gone, up the stairs and into the house.

And I already miss the fuck out of her.

“So …” Bridger comes up to stand next to me, folds his arms over his chest, and we both watch as Dani, Birdie, and Bee fuss over Bryce. He’s smiling at them, and they’re both puddles as they make faces at the infant. “Harper.”

We’re at Bee and Connor’s place for Sunday dinner. We usually go to Beckett’s place, the house we all grew up in on the Double B Ranch, but our family is growing, and my sister’s house is bigger. Connor comes to stand with Bridger and me, watching the girls.

The others haven’t arrived yet.

“What about her?”

Connor raises an eyebrow. “I missed something.”

“Blake’s seeing a woman,” Bridger says, filling him in, and Connor’s green gaze turns to me.

“More than once?”

“Fuck both of you.”

They laugh, and then Connor claps me on the back. “Who is she?”

“A nurse,” I reply.

“Bryce’s NICU nurse at the hospital,” Bridger adds. “She’s hot. Super nice. Dani loved her to death.”

“Hot and nice,” Connor repeats, nodding as he crosses his arms, mirroring Bridger’s stance. “That’s a good place to start.”

“Who’s hot and nice?”

I turn to find Skyla standing behind us, with my brother Beckett grinning at me over her head.

Clearly, Bridger’s already filled him in. This family is full of a bunch of fucking gossips.

“Blake’s girlfriend.” This comes from Connor, who then opens his arms to hug his sister. “And how are you today,a stór?”