I trail off because I can’t finish the sentence without letting her see more of my heart than she needs to see right now. She looks up at me through her lashes.
“I’m always going to be here,” I say.
She nods, resting her head against me. The minutes tick by, and we all sit there in silence. I hold onto her like it might be the last time I ever get to have her in my arms like this.
Eventually, her breaths even out as she falls asleep. The tension from the conversation ebbs away.
Careful not to wake her, I carry her up to my room. Tucker takes her shoes off when I lay her down on the bed. With the blankets tucked around her, we all make our retreat.
I pause before I fully close the door, unable to keep myself from staring at her for another minute. Her red hair is sprawled all around her. My hoodie is bunched up close to her face, almost like she’s smelling it.
Seeing her in my clothes makes me ache for things I have no idea if I’ll ever have now.
I can’t dwell on that. I need to be whatever she needs, and right now that’s being her friend. Her supporter. I can do that for them.
Yes, them.Because there are two people in that bed right now, that I already care about deeply.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Grayson
My hands gripthe island as Warren trails into the kitchen after Tucker. It’s silent for several minutes while we all process what the hell just happened.
Sienna’s pregnant.
“Well, fuck,” Tucker finally says, running his hands through his messy blond hair. He doesn’t look angry, just overwhelmed. “What are we going to do?”
“Be there for her every step of the way,” Warren says before I get a chance.
I nod in agreement.
Tucker starts pacing back and forth along the side of the room. “Yeah, just be there for her. I can do this. It’s going to be okay.”
Obviously, he’s freaking out a little bit.At least he held it together, for the most part, in front of her.
His body snaps toward Warren. “What’s it like having a kid?”
“Hard,” Warren says simply.
Great. That’s really going to help the situation.
“But it’s the best thing to ever happen to me. He’s the best thing in my life,” Warren adds.
Tucker nods. “So, it’s worth it, all of it. The diapers and sleepless nights.”
Warren gets a smile on his face that we don’t get to see very often. My money’s on him remembering something from when Jackson was a baby.
“Yeah, it’s absolutely worth it.”
Tucker keeps nodding. “Did you want to have more kids?”
Warren shrugs. “If the situation was right, yes.”
Tucker turns to look at me. “Have you always wanted to be a dad?”
“Yes,” I say without hesitation.
Being a dad has always been a part of my future that I’ve seen very clearly. It’s been something I’ve hoped for as fiercely as a woman at my side to share my life with.
