Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
We were all in Bridgehampton for their baby shower, which was a full-weekend event. Since Caitlin didn’t have a ton of family on her side, Justin’s dad had asked her to invite lots of friends. There was a guest house on the property with four bedrooms, which was big enough to house our entire crew. Justin’s mother and sisters would be hosting the baby shower later today under a massive tent in the backyard, and we’d all be there.
Looking over at the white tent across the lawn, it reminded me of my wedding to Alex last summer. We’d chosen a venue back in Connecticut near the water—definitely the best night of my life, even if Owen threw one too many age-gap jokes at me in his speech. I’d wanted to punch him and hug him all at once that day.
This weekend here in the Hamptons was nothing short of a miracle, because for the first time in a long time, it was grown-ups only. Lala’s, Colby’s, and Owen’s parents were all back in the City, staying at the building and looking after the little ones so us adults could have some fun. I couldn’t remember the last time we’d all hung out together with none of the kids around. Alex and I would’ve given anything to have to find someone to watch our kid, but alas, a baby hadn’t been in the cards thus far. Still, Alex was thrilled for Caitlin, and so excited about her baby. We’d joked a lot about the fact that I was going to be a stepgrandfather. That just added to the craziness of our history.
But even with the joy of knowing Caitlin would bring a new life into this world, some underlying sadness had been eating at me, particularly this weekend. And while I wanted to comfort Alex, surrounded by all the baby stuff today, I hesitated to bring up the subject at all. She wouldn’t want to take away from the happiness of this occasion. She wouldn’t want to admit that Caitlin’s pregnancy was a reminder that we hadn’t conceived despite trying for two years, with medical intervention added for the past six months. I chose to continue believing it would happen, but with every month it didn’t, believing got a bit harder. I’d read that Halle Berry had a baby at forty-seven, and I hung on to that fact tightly. While I could accept a world where Alex and I didn’t have a biological child, I couldn’t accept my wife blaming herself. I wanted her to be happy.
“Hey, Foster!” Colby interrupted my thoughts. “Come hang with us in the pool.”
While I’d been sitting on this chaise lounge, the guys had migrated into the water. Colby was on a float, while Holden and Owen tossed a foam football back and forth.
I shook myself out of my thoughts and hopped in the pool to join them. It was just us guys for now. Billie, Lala, and Devyn had gone to a blow-dry bar to get their hair done for the baby shower later.
“Did they say what time they were getting back?” Colby asked.
“No,” Holden answered. “But my wife is getting her crazy-ass curls blown out, so it might take all day. I told her she’d better leave a massive tip.”
I chuckled. Lala did have a wild mane of hair.
Alex was spending the morning helping Justin’s mother get ready for the shower. Even though Justin’s parents were divorced, they apparently got along for the sake of the kids, and his dad was here for the co-ed event as well. I was certain there would be endless beverages, which was reason enough for my friends to make the trip. We were never ones to turn down free food and drinks.
Colby floated past me. “Look at us, all oldish and married and living it up in the Hamptons. Who woulda thunk it?”
Holden swam over. “You think these rich bastards would mind if I pissed in their pool?”
Owen chimed in, “If I know you, you already did.”
“Damn.” Holden splashed him. “Busted.”
I looked up at the main house to find my beautiful wife looking down and waving at me from the window. The sun caught her blond hair, and she wore all white. She looked like an angel. It reminded me of seeing her walk down the aisle in her wedding dress. Wells had given her away, of course.
Alex disappeared from the window almost as fast as she’d appeared. Damn. I hadn’t seen her all morning, and that little glimpse made me realize how much I’d missed her. But I knew she was busy with the shower stuff.
About a half-hour later, the ladies returned from their blow-dry date. I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing, because while Devyn and Billie were both rocking totally smooth hair, poor Lala’s hair was one big frizzball.