Roya
I'm really nervous right now. I'm sitting on the couch in Emilee and Chase's living room next to Bryton, with Jaxson on his daddy's lap, his little head on his chest, his hand in mine. He's frightened, I know that, but I know he'll be okay.
“Can I get either of you a drink?” I shake my head at Emilee, unable to verbally answer her. “Bryton?”
He shakes his head no, then wraps his arm around my waist. I need that right now. It's comforting.
I lean my head against his broad shoulder and sigh. He kisses my head tenderly. I love when he does that. I shouldn't love it, but I love him, and it just feels so right.
“Everything's okay, baby. Try not to be nervous.” I nod against him. I'm so freaking nervous! “Showtime.”
Showtime?
I didn't hear the door knock! Oh, but I can most definit
