Wes drove twenty-five miles an hour all the way home. The man had become a doting dad already.
Wind met them at their car and reached for the carrier, but Wes shook his head. “Thanks, but I’ve got her.”
Jewels and Trevor opened the front door for them. “I can’t believe it’s been two weeks. You must be so happy to bring Allie home.”
Wes sighed. His hair was at least half an inch longer, and he’d grown a beard. The man needed some downtime to recover from sitting in the NICU every minute of every day.
Inside, they found Trace and Dustin boxing up some floral arrangements.
Mother waited with her foot tapping. “How am I supposed to pull off your wedding next week if you aren’t here to pick out flowers and taste food and cake?”
Wind clapped her hands together. “Wait, there’s something more important that I want to know.”
Kat raised a brow at her. “What’s that?”
Wind went over to where Jewels had written on the piece of paper and placed it inside a vase. “I want to know if Jewels guessed correctly. Did you write down that they’d get married on the rooftop?”
Jewels shook her head. “Nope.”
“Ha. So much for knowing all.” Wind pulled out the slip of paper, unfolded it, and read the writing aloud. “Hospital room with baby.”
Kat’s mother gasped. “No, you didn’t.”
Wes slipped Allie from the carrier and walked toward her mother. “We couldn’t bring home your granddaughter if we weren’t married yet.”
She huffed and backed away from the baby. “Nope. I’m a distant grandmother. I love from a distance, remember?”
She backed so far her legs hit the sofa and she fell back, her heels slipping out from under her. Kat couldn’t help but laugh at the unladylike fall. Before she had a chance to recover, Wes placed Allie in her arms. “But we’ll need respite care now and then. Who better to watch her than her grandmother?”
“I’ll hire someone.” Mother looked down at Allie. “She’s so tiny.”
Kat sat by her side. Wind dropped the paper on the table and plopped into a nearby chair. “Geesh, you wouldn’t even let me carry her inside.”
Her mother stroked Allie’s head and kissed her hands. “You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe I have a granddaughter.”
“Do you want me to take her back?” Kat offered.
“No.” She sniffled.
Was her mom crying?
“Not for a few minutes. That doesn’t mean I should be left alone with her at any point, but maybe I can help change her and feed her and stuff. When you’re in the room with me, of course.”
Kat leaned back and eyed all the floral arrangements. “We can discuss the wedding now if you want.”
“We can do that later.” Her mother cooed at Allie.
Kat noticed Wind’s name written in Jewels’s handwriting on the other side of the paper Wind had discarded. “Hey, what’s this?”
“Oh, that’s the other piece of what I know.” Jewels took Trevor by the hand and moved in a little closer.
“About me?” Wind snatched it, read it, and crumbled it up in her fist. “Not funny.”
“What did it say?” Trace asked, her engagement ring shining bright in the light pouring through the large windows.
Dustin chuckled. “Yeah, I want to know what has Wind blushing.”
They all looked to her and then Jewels. “It says she’ll get married on a stage.”
Wind scowled. “Because you all think that I’m all theatrics and the only place I belong is in New York City, but what if I’m happy here? Are you saying I don’t belong with all of you?”
Jewels smiled, a glint of mischief in her eyes. “I didn’t say you’d get married on a Broadway stage.”
Mother shushed them. “If you’re going to bicker, take it outside. My granddaughter is trying to sleep.”
Kat rose and slid into Wes’s arms. “Trust me, Wind. If we can find happiness, so can you. And I, for one, am rooting for you and Damon.” She turned to Wes and said, “You just have to have faith in love.”
The End