her eyes from the new baby. Every time someone new took the baby, McKelty would watch closely, making sure her baby sister was safe.
“What’s her name?” Rose was the first to ask.
Joss and Carrington exchanged glances. “Aidan, for my brother,” Carrington said.
“And Ashland, for Ash and Kirkland.”
There were a lot of looks exchanged around the room. Mabel had tears in her eyes as she approached Joss, who’d finally gotten the baby passed back to her.
“Aidan Ashland Matthews. What a beautiful name!”
And then there was laughter again.
I didn’t miss the way Donovan held Kate in his arms as they watched Carrington and Joss celebrate the expansion of their family. Or the way Kirkland and Mabel exchanged gentle kisses in the corner of the room, smiling up at each other as they whispered words of endearment. Even David and Ricki were content with each other, as they held hands and discussed the possibility of taking McKelty home with them for the night.
There is nothing lonelier than standing in a room full of lovers.
Rose came up behind me and laid her hand on my back.
“I remember these moments with my boys. There’s nothing like it.”
I made sure there was someone on Joss’ door, then drove Rose home. I was more than exhausted when I got back to the compound, climbing the stairs as if I had concrete on my feet. I was about to push the way through my door when Mina appeared at her own door.
“How’d did it go? Is Joss okay?”
I nodded, my eyes moving slowly over her. She was dressed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt that might or might not have been Donovan’s. It hung on her like an ill-fitting dress, only hinting at the curves I knew existed beneath it. Only her breasts were defined, her nipples hard as she studied me from across the hall.
“She had a little girl. Eight pounds, two ounces.”
“Wow, big baby.”
“The father’s a lot taller than Joss.”
We stood there awkwardly for a moment, neither of us quite sure what to do next. But then she crossed toward me, her hand brushing against my jaw.
“You look exhausted.”
“I am.”
I wrapped my fingers around her wrist, tugging her closer to me for a moment. She was warm and beautiful, and she smelled like lilacs and roses. She touched my shoulder, her fingers brushing the side of my neck, setting off little explosions along my nerve endings. It’d been far too long since I was last touched with any sort of affection by a woman. I could easily allow myself to get lost in her touch, in the feel of her fingertips against my flesh. And when she rose up on her tiptoes to brush her lips against my bottom lip…I wanted to feel her, wanted to know her. But this wasn’t right.
I stepped back, nearly causing her to fall from the suddenness of my movement.
“You should go to Ford,” I said.
I slid around her and disappeared into my own room, feeling vulnerable all of a sudden, as if I’d just exposed all my secret thoughts to the woman I left standing in the hallway.
I wanted her. But it wasn’t right. She had a kid and a future she needed to focus on. I couldn’t give her what my touch might imply. I couldn’t give her the hope of a future together, not as long as I was still committed to Alexi. And I would forever be committed to Alexi.
Chapter 12
Mina
“If you’ll climb on the table, we’ll have a quick look, make sure everything’s healed properly.”
I hated this part. The nurse released the stirrups from their hiding place and helped me put my feet properly in them as I lay back against the pillow that was always too flat and too hard to be of much value. I closed my eyes and thought of Ash out in the waiting room, all the other patients swooning over the big man cooing at my dark-haired baby boy.
Ford was six weeks old now. Time passed so fast!
He was growing more and more aware of the world around him. And his neck strength was impressive. He was always trying to lift his head, to look around. He
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