cabinet and
looked at him. “Baby?” she said, looking at him.
Shane face turned a nice shade of crimson red with
embarrassment. “I didn’t think…I’m sorry.” It felt natural for him to call her
baby and he didn’t know why. Was it because she was in the kitchen like Suzy
homemaker?
“Okay,” she said, looking at him strangely. “Sit
and eat.”
“Yes ma’am.” He went to the sink, washed his
hands, and took a seat at the breakfast table. She placed the steamy plate of
food in front of him. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome…I only know how to make breakfast
food,” she confessed.
“Only breakfast?” he said, looking up at her.
“See, I’m the baby and the only girl. My brothers
cooked for me and I never wanted to be in the kitchen.” She shrugged. “That’s
why there are like hundreds of restaurant at my disposal.”
“Well,” Shane chuckled. “Darling, you do have a
point.” Standing up, he pulled out chair next to him.
“I wasn’t going to eat.” She patted her stomach.
“I can stand to lose fifteen pounds.”
“Eat,” he said. “I can always feed you; we can
chalk it up to me getting some practice in when it’s time for Shay to be fed.”
Jasmine laughed at him. “Fine.” She went to the
stove and fixed herself a plate of food.
Her laughter was like gold. He couldn’t and
wouldn’t tell Jasmine how beautiful and perfect she was. Shane was fearful that
if he mentioned his observation of her it would destroy the little comfort
they’d achieved.
Sitting down, Jasmine popped a piece of bacon in
her mouth. “See, I’m eating.”
“You think you’re ready to have all day with
Shay?” Shane asked, looking at the sleeping baby in a baby swing.
“I can manage.” She shrugged. “I use to babysit
the twins.”
Jasmine was referring to her twin nephews, Brody
and Brady. “The difference between babysitting your nephews is that you only
watched them for a few hours and gave them right back to their parents.”
“I know, but Shay is our daughter, and she doesn’t
cry that much. It’s all about eating, diaper changing and hanging out with her
cool mama.” Jasmine smiled. “The real question is if you’re going to be okay
with being away from Shay?”
“Nope,” he said truthfully. Shane was acting like
a new mom who was preparing to leave her firstborn after maternity leave. “I
will call every two hours to check on you guys, not to mention I will come home
for lunch.”
“Errr…You might want to bring lunch,” Jasmine
said.
“I will.”
“Also, you will be working with my brother today,”
she said softly. “I shouldn’t have to tell you how imperative that, Benjamin
doesn’t find out about us.”
“While I’m at work I want you to think about
planning the party to celebrate the birth of Shay. Hire a planner for all I
care, better yet I can see if Farrah can cater the event,” Shane said. All he
wanted was for everything between Jasmine and him to be out in the open. He
didn’t want to have to sneak around, for crying out loud, her family didn’t
even know Jasmine was back in Dallas.
“Fine, the event will be held on Saturday. Make
sure you email me people you want to invite. I will send invitations out via
email and mail.” Jasmine’s voice was shaky.
“You’re scared?” he asked.
“Just a little,” she said, holding her finger up
inches apart. “Can you hear our parents?”
Shane sat there and thought about it. He had his
parents and Sarah’s parents who were still active in his life and treated him
like family. Yep, in a few days all hell was going to break loose. “I don’t
even want to think about it.” Standing up from the table, Shane went to the
sink, rinsed his plate and placed it in the dishwasher.
“Oh, you’re shaking in your cowboy boots now,” she
snickered.
Shane was about to walk out the kitchen but
stopped and made a beeline to Jasmine. Leaning forward, he braced his arms
against the table behind her,
looked at him. “Baby?” she said, looking at him.
Shane face turned a nice shade of crimson red with
embarrassment. “I didn’t think…I’m sorry.” It felt natural for him to call her
baby and he didn’t know why. Was it because she was in the kitchen like Suzy
homemaker?
“Okay,” she said, looking at him strangely. “Sit
and eat.”
“Yes ma’am.” He went to the sink, washed his
hands, and took a seat at the breakfast table. She placed the steamy plate of
food in front of him. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome…I only know how to make breakfast
food,” she confessed.
“Only breakfast?” he said, looking up at her.
“See, I’m the baby and the only girl. My brothers
cooked for me and I never wanted to be in the kitchen.” She shrugged. “That’s
why there are like hundreds of restaurant at my disposal.”
“Well,” Shane chuckled. “Darling, you do have a
point.” Standing up, he pulled out chair next to him.
“I wasn’t going to eat.” She patted her stomach.
“I can stand to lose fifteen pounds.”
“Eat,” he said. “I can always feed you; we can
chalk it up to me getting some practice in when it’s time for Shay to be fed.”
Jasmine laughed at him. “Fine.” She went to the
stove and fixed herself a plate of food.
Her laughter was like gold. He couldn’t and
wouldn’t tell Jasmine how beautiful and perfect she was. Shane was fearful that
if he mentioned his observation of her it would destroy the little comfort
they’d achieved.
Sitting down, Jasmine popped a piece of bacon in
her mouth. “See, I’m eating.”
“You think you’re ready to have all day with
Shay?” Shane asked, looking at the sleeping baby in a baby swing.
“I can manage.” She shrugged. “I use to babysit
the twins.”
Jasmine was referring to her twin nephews, Brody
and Brady. “The difference between babysitting your nephews is that you only
watched them for a few hours and gave them right back to their parents.”
“I know, but Shay is our daughter, and she doesn’t
cry that much. It’s all about eating, diaper changing and hanging out with her
cool mama.” Jasmine smiled. “The real question is if you’re going to be okay
with being away from Shay?”
“Nope,” he said truthfully. Shane was acting like
a new mom who was preparing to leave her firstborn after maternity leave. “I
will call every two hours to check on you guys, not to mention I will come home
for lunch.”
“Errr…You might want to bring lunch,” Jasmine
said.
“I will.”
“Also, you will be working with my brother today,”
she said softly. “I shouldn’t have to tell you how imperative that, Benjamin
doesn’t find out about us.”
“While I’m at work I want you to think about
planning the party to celebrate the birth of Shay. Hire a planner for all I
care, better yet I can see if Farrah can cater the event,” Shane said. All he
wanted was for everything between Jasmine and him to be out in the open. He
didn’t want to have to sneak around, for crying out loud, her family didn’t
even know Jasmine was back in Dallas.
“Fine, the event will be held on Saturday. Make
sure you email me people you want to invite. I will send invitations out via
email and mail.” Jasmine’s voice was shaky.
“You’re scared?” he asked.
“Just a little,” she said, holding her finger up
inches apart. “Can you hear our parents?”
Shane sat there and thought about it. He had his
parents and Sarah’s parents who were still active in his life and treated him
like family. Yep, in a few days all hell was going to break loose. “I don’t
even want to think about it.” Standing up from the table, Shane went to the
sink, rinsed his plate and placed it in the dishwasher.
“Oh, you’re shaking in your cowboy boots now,” she
snickered.
Shane was about to walk out the kitchen but
stopped and made a beeline to Jasmine. Leaning forward, he braced his arms
against the table behind her,
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