Something Forever(56)

Jenna wasn’t telling me everything. I had to find out what it was. “Does Becky go by a different name?”

Jenna stopped moving and turned to me. “What do you mean? Why would you say that?”

“I called the hotel Becky told me she was staying at.” I took a step toward her. “There is no Becky Miller or Becca Miller or Rebecca Miller. There is no Miller. I thought the receptionist was an idiot, so I called again and spoke to the manager.”

Jenna’s face turned white and it looked like she’d stopped breathing. “Oh.” That is all she said.

“Jenna. Where is she?” I stood in front of her, blocking her way. “Please. I’m in love with her and I know she loves me...or at least I thought she did.”

“She does,” Jenna murmured under her breath. “I think I know where she is, but you’re not going to like it.”

“Where?” I snapped her out of her daze. Her thoughts were running wild. I could tell from her eyes staring straight ahead.

“With Tanner.”

“With whom?” My tone raised a bit and Jenna twitched. I didn’t mean to scare her.

“Tanner was one of Keith’s groomsmen. He lives in Paris.”

My eyes grew wide and my jaw muscles became tight. “That’s not too far from London.” I gave Jenna a quick hug and a kiss on her cheek. Then I started heading out the door.

“Matthew, where are you going?”

“To get Becca back and to kick someone’s ass.”

“Matthew!” The tone of Jenna’s voice stopped me in my tracks. Whoa. This was the first time I’d ever heard her pissed off like that.

I swung back around, and answered her in my sweetest tone to calm her down, “Yes, my sister-in-law?”

She blushed a little, probably not believing she practically yelled my name in anger. “You don’t know where Tanner lives. And please don’t do anything foolish.”

“I have Keith’s contact information, and don’t worry, I’m only going to scare the shit out of Banner for stepping in my territory.”

“I don’t recall saying his name is Banner. It’s Tanner.”

I curled my lips and twitched my brows to show Jenna that I was being playful. “Banner, Manner, Fanner...whatever. I don’t care what his name is.”

“Oh my God! You’re just like Max,” she squealed, laughing.

“Who’s like Max?” Max entered and slapped my back lightly as a show of his affection. “Of course he’s like me. He learned from the best.”

“Of course,” I said, humoring them both. I walked away when I saw Max hugging Jenna. God, I missed my Becca.



Jenna

I debated whether to call Becky and let her know that Matthew might be on his way. Shoot...who was I kidding? Matthew was on his parents’ plane to Paris; there was no doubt about that. All I had to say was...it’s about time.

Dr. Howard saw patients every other Saturday. Max and I were happy to make an appointment on one of them. It was difficult to arrange an appointment with his tight schedule.

“The baby’s heart is strong,” Dr. Howard said, smiling. “Everything looks great. Would you like to know the sex of the baby?”

I turned to Max for an answer. He gave me that sexy smile, but he seemed uncertain. “Why not? This way we can prepare the nursery. We’ll just keep our family in the dark.” He released a short, wicked laugh. That sound was too adorable, too hot, and my mind reeled with naughty thoughts.

Dr. Howard laughed with us. Pulling out a gadget, he poured some type of gel on it while I glanced at Max and gave him a smile. His hand tightened on mine when Dr. Howard lifted my gown. I thought Max was going to punch him.

As if Dr. Howard could read his mind, he said with a chuckle, “I always get the same expressions from the husbands.”

“It’s fine, Dr. Howard. I have no problem with it as long as you keep your mind to yourself. I’m just joking.” Max chuckled, but I knew he wasn’t.

Dr. Howard laughed, too. “Just keep your eyes on the screen.”

My heart skipped a beat and my stomach fluttered from the sight of seeing our baby on the screen. Max’s facial expression softened; I thought I heard him release a soft coo. His fingers slipped through to make a fist with mine. I felt his love for the baby and for me.

“Baby, open up. Your mommy and daddy need to see if you’re a boy or a girl,” Dr. Howard sang. He moved the gadget to the left. “Jenna, move to your right a bit.”

I did as instructed. Max helped me turn.

“There...right there,” Dr. Howard muttered. “Can you see?” He pointed to the screen.