I’m Yours, Baby(15)

Not having to cook or clean up sounded pretty good to me. “I guess I could eat.”

“With my sister.”

“Your sister?” I squeaked, jumping off his lap and thrusting Carter into his arms. “Scratch that, it’s going to take a while. You get him dressed. His diaper bag is in the living room and probably needs a couple bottles from the kitchen, his favorite blankie from his crib, and some extra diapers.”

I raced into the bathroom and jumped into the shower. I washed up as quickly as I could, to make sure I had plenty of time to blow dry and straighten my hair. After an hour of primping, I finally felt like I was ready to face Weston’s sister. Maybe.

The look of masculine appreciation on his face when I walked out made all my preparations worthwhile. But it was the moment we walked into his sister’s home and I saw a drop-dead gorgeous brunette, dressed to the nines with a stunned look on her face, that I was truly appreciative of the effort I’d put into my look today.

“West!” she squealed. “You didn’t tell me you were bringing anyone with you.”

“Of course I didn’t,” he drawled. “It would have spoiled the surprise.”

“You know how much I hate surprises,” she groaned.

Weston leaned down to peer into his son’s face. “Isn’t Auntie Jenna silly, Carter?” The sight of such a tatted up badass being sweet and silly with a little baby would have made me laugh if it wasn’t already busy making my ovaries go boom.

“Auntie Jenna?” she gasped, her eyes going wide as she stared at Carter and me. Then her gaze swiveled between the baby and her brother, going back and forth as understanding dawned on her face.

“What?” she squealed. “How?”

“The usual way,” Weston chuckled.

“Ugh,” Jenna groaned. “Thanks for the image. You know what I meant.”

“Jenna, this is Aspen,” he answered, as though it would explain everything. “Aspen, this is my baby sister Jenna.”

“Aspen? The reason you ditched me the whole weekend you were in town last year?” Her eyes swung to me and Carter before returning back to Weston again. “I can’t believe you didn’t have her call me while you were gone. I could have helped out with all the pregnancy and baby stuff! You’re such a jerk!”

She punched him in the shoulder and elbowed him out of the way before wrapping her arms around Carter and me.

“I’m so sorry my brother is such a dunce, Aspen, but it’s great to finally meet you.” She was a whirlwind of energy, lifting Carter from my arms and moving towards the kitchen. “Luckily, I made a big breakfast casserole so I’d have leftovers for my fiancé tomorrow for Sunday brunch. That means there’s plenty for the three of us, and I’m sure I’ll find a way to make it up to him in the morning.”

“Shit, Jenna,” Weston hissed. “You’re going to ruin my fucking appetite with talk like that.”

“It’s no less than you deserve for keeping Aspen from me for so long and showing up on my doorstep with a surprise baby,” she teased.

“It was kind of a surprise to him too,” I corrected. “There was some kind of mix-up with his email and he never got any of the messages I sent while he was gone.”

“Ohmigosh, seriously?”

Weston explained what had happened over breakfast, filling us in on how he’d asked his handler to look into it for him. The glint in his eyes and growl in his voice made it clear he was beyond pissed at whomever had kept us apart all this time. I would have been afraid of what he’d do to them if I didn’t want time alone in a room with them myself.

“I finally understand why you asked me to hook you up with a realtor,” she said, looking over her shoulder as she loaded the dishwasher. She nodded her head towards a stack of papers on the corner of the counter. “I found the perfect person to help and he’s already sent over some listings I thought you’d like.”

A realtor? Was he moving here?

Weston rifled through the papers and chuckled. “He’s going to have to start all over because none of these will work.”

“Then it’s a good thing I had him include one home I would kill for you to take a look at. Check out the one on the bottom,” Jenna told him with a smirk.

“Oh yes,” Weston murmured as he perused the listing. “This will do quite nicely.”

“Yippee!” Jenna cheered, looking at her watch. “That’s great because he’s going to be here any minute now and that’s the first place he’s going to show you.”

“I’m glad to see you’re still as crazy as ever.”