Page 156 of Finding Redemption

I take it from him, opening it. My face goes ashen. My eyes flutter to his as they fill with tears. “Walker?”

“Never too early to save for college.” He shrugs. “I’ve never used it. Mom and Dad divided Sallie’s life insurance money between me and Riley. It’s grown over the years.”

Another knock on the door has him moving away from me. I wipe my face. “Yes?”

The receptionist steps in. “Mr. Pennington, your receipt,” she says handing him several papers. “It’s paid through delivery. Congratulations.” She smiles at us as my mouth hangs open.

“What is that?” I question him, my heart racing.

“I didn’t want you to have to deal with insurance to get the things you need. I took care of it.” He shrugs as I sit there, mouth hanging open. “I apologize if I’ve overstepped.”

“Not at all, Walker.” I shake my head. “How could you? After what I’ve done.”

He steps toward me as the door opens. “Miss Morgan, how are you?” She glances up to see Walker, and there’s the look of appreciation he garners wherever he goes. “This is?”

He offers his hand. “Walker Pennington.”

“The father,” I say making Walker’s head spin. He smiles at me and my stomach flips.

“Wonderful. Let’s see if we can tell you folks when you’re expecting.” She sits down, rolling to me.

Walker comes to the other side of the bed, standing next to me. I rest my hands on my chest. Walker’s eyes flutter from them to my face. I bite my lip. We wait patiently for the sound or a blip on the screen. The faint thrum starts small and grows stronger. “There we go. Sounds good.”

I look up at Walker. He gazes down at me, smiling. “Hang on.” She starts messing with the monitor. I raise my head up. “One second, I’m getting…” My hand goes to mouth, covering it as fear grips me. I feel his hand on my shoulder.

Before I realize it, he’s bending down next to me. “It’s okay, baby. Breathe.” He takes my hand as my heart thrashes against my chest.

“Here we go,” the doctor says. “You’re a little further along, about sixteen weeks. A girl. Congratulations.” My breath hitches. I find Walker’s face as tears spring to my eyes.

He leans his head against mine. “A girl. Thank you.” His hand on mine, he laces our fingers.

“Huh,” the doctor mutters. “Well,” she turns to us, “and a boy.”

My mouth pops open. “The hell you say?”

“Two? Twins?” Walker falls against the wall.

“Indeed. Congratulations.” She stands, handing us pictures of our little blips. “Reese, I’ll see you in four weeks.” When the door closes, I lay there, shocked, until Walker’s face comes into view.

“I love you. That will never change and when you’re ready, I want you, Reese. I need you like air. I love you.” His face is wet with tears.

“I’m so sorry, Walker. I promise to never hurt you again.” He wipes away my tears. “I love you.”

He leans in cautiously. “I feel as though it’s been a hundred years since I’ve tasted you.”

“Please, let me quench your thirst.” I fist his hair, pulling his mouth to mine.

Our tongues meet in a delicious dance of love and lust. Sweeping over one another and caressing as we tangle in a slow, sultry kiss. His lips soft and commanding, he leads me down a path of desire, and my core ignites.

He raises his head. “Let’s go home?”

“Baby, I’m already there.”

I dress in record time, ready to leave with Walker. But I have one more surprise for him. We meander to the parking lot. He opens my door, helping me in. “I’ll follow you.” I pretend to turn my Jeep over and it won’t start. “Oh, no.”

“Ride with me. I hate this old thing anyway.” He helps me from the seat.

“Don’t be hatin’ on my Jeep, Walker.” I bump his shoulder as his phone buzzes.