Saving Us (Mitchell Family #6)(50)
Author: Jennifer Foor

“You know, when I didn’t know if you were going to make it, I asked myself the same question. Would I be able to move back to North Carolina and move on with my life? Would I want to be here so that your mother could be close to her grandchildren? I didn’t know what to do. Now that I know you’re okay, everything is different. I’d go anywhere as long as it’s with you.”

“I should have been packin’ my own gun that day. None of this shit would have ever happened to me. I could have taken that f**ker out before he even knew I was there.”

Amy’s head leaned into my shoulder. She lifted our locked hands into the air above us. “Conner, it doesn’t even matter. The police set me up with a great counselor and after we knew you were out of danger, I focused on moving forward. I can work anywhere, but it would be nice to have a brand new house to raise our child in.”

“Our children.”

“Children? Really?” I liked how she sat up and wondered how serious I was.

“Yeah. You’ve had time to stay home and enjoy bein’ pregnant. Just imagine bein’ able to stay home and raise our children. I’d never admit to bein’ jealous of Ty, but I do envy that he gets to see my sister and their kids whenever he wants. I don’t want to have daycare.”

Amy took her finger and traced where the bullet had gone in. She was extremely gentle considering how tender it was. “Do I get to pick out the colors?”

“Are you going to put pink in my house?”

She cocked her eyebrow. “Not in every room.”

I laughed and shook my head. “Do I get a blow job once a week?”

This time she laughed and her head fell into my chest. I cringed when the pain shot through my skin. “Sorry, but what does getting a blow job have to do with paint colors?”

“If I’m goin’ to have to look at somethin’ so hideous for long periods of time, I think I should get somethin’ out of it. Be fair, Blaze.”

She leaned up and kissed me on the lips. “Fine!”

“Now, that’s what I’m talkin’ about!”

Chapter 33

Amy

For two people that were supposed to be taking things easy, Conner and I jumped right into the construction of our new house in North Carolina. I think Miranda was more excited than we were when we told her what we’d decided.

Conner hated leaving Colt shorthanded, but Colt swore that he did fine before and he would do fine now.

We moved back into Ty and Miranda’s house so that we would be close to the new house. To speed things up, Conner hired contractors to lay the footers and do the framing. We picked the best time to build a house. All of the local contractors were hungry for work and they got right on every job Conner needed. In just two weeks the house was framed. The plumbers and electricians came the next week and once they were finished we just had to wait for inspections to be able to proceed. In the meantime, Conner and I bickered about selections. He wanted the whole house to be in some kind of woodsy décor. I was alright with it being in the office and the family room. I knew all about the animal heads that he was planning on filling our walls with, but the last thing I wanted was to stare at a dead animal while I was sitting on a toilet.

Finally, I got him to agree to settle for some nice neutral colors. We decided to wait on picking anything for the baby’s room, until he or she was born and we could make a better decision based on that.

As far as the baby’s room in Kentucky, well that was easy. Conner’s mother decided that she was just going to leave the house for all of us kids to use when we came to visit. The baby’s room could stay the same and be used by not only our children, but Miranda’s as well.

Conner and I have never been happier. Sure we argued all the time about things regarding the house, but without someone lurking and scheming to hurt us, our lives had changed so drastically. The salon sold, and even though he argued with me, I split the money with my father. The old man then got a hair up his ass and I got paperwork in the mail for a bank account set up for my child. Knowing he would just fight me about it, I finally gave in and just let him get excited about being a grandfather again. My brother and sister barely spoke to the man, so our rekindled relationship meant the world to both of us.

Karen and John came and stayed for two weeks once the boys started working on the drywall and inside construction. They spent a lot of late nights working until they finished whatever task they were working on that particular day. Conner was always tired, but almost seemed giddy. I was getting excited myself. Miranda and I spent our weekends driving out to the big city shopping for all new furniture and things to fill the house with. I knew it drove Conner crazy, but his main concern was that I was going to go into labor while being so far away.

When we got into the last month of my pregnancy, I’d only gained twenty seven pounds, but it felt like two hundred. I was tired and my feet started to swell if I stood for a long time. The twins were starting to crawl all around and Bella could never stay occupied for more than ten minutes. Sharing a house with a family was difficult enough, but add being nine months pregnant and it became unbearable.

I spent most of my time out in the recliner in the party room of the barn, or at the new house laying around on the dirty floor. Conner hated it and would always find something comfortable for me to sit or lay around on.

I went into labor on a Monday night. Conner was hanging lights in the kitchen and getting ready for the granite guys to show up the next morning. I was sweeping up some dust that had accumulated on the new flooring when a gush of warm liquid fell down onto the floor. I froze and just stood there looking down at the floor.

“Conner, I think you need to come here for a minute.” I was afraid to move.

“You’re goin’ to have to wait. I got one more light to hang before I can get down.”

I seriously was starting to feel myself freaking out. “I don’t give a shit about those damn lights. I need you, right now!”

I heard him hop down and start walking toward me. “Damn woman, what could be so …Oh hell, is that what I think it is?”

I nodded, but said nothing. “Well, what happens now?”

“We go to the hospital and have a baby. What do you think happens? Did you not learn about how a baby comes out?”

He grabbed me by the arm and walked me away from the puddle. “Do we have time to clean up the mess or do we leave it? Does that shit stain?”

“I have no idea if it stains. Are you joking right now? Do I need to call your sister to help me?” I was wondering if Conner was joking or being serious. At that very moment, I couldn’t tell.