Getting It Right (BOOK THREE)

Chapter 28

Aubrey is cracking up watching Jeremiah and Neveah play on the floor. Neveah is laying on her stomach while Jeremiah is a few inches away from her, holding out his hands. She scoots on her stomach to reach his hands but then he moves to the left, making her roll around in order to face him again. She kicks her legs like a frog, trying to get closer to him. Aubrey knows shes going to start crawling soon, but for now she's just scooting across the floor on her stomach only moving about an inch every minute.

"You've got her rolling around this floor like she's a puppy." Aubrey says, watching as Neveah does another roll in an effort to reach Jeremiah. She reaches out an arm but still isn't close enough.

Jeremiah laughs, "Ooh you almost had it. You've gotta be quicker than that."

Neveah's lips turn into a pout and wrinkles crease her forehead. "Uh-oh," Aubrey watches her mouth open slowly and a small cry comes out. "Jeremiah stop teasing her! Pick up my baby."

Jeremiah stands up from his crouching position and scoops up Nevy. "Mommy has you spoiled." He tells her. She looks at him with bright eyes before sticking her fingers in her mouth and drooling all over them.

"Cuz she's my little princess." Aubrey replies.

"A tired little princess." Jeremiah says as Neveah lets out a yawn and rubs her eyes.

Aubrey stands up and looks over his shoulder to see Neveah lazily gazing around the room and blinking slowly. Her energy has dropped and she's only this quiet when she's tired. "Lets bring her upstairs, she'll fall asleep instantly."

Jeremiah follows Aubrey upstairs to her room and lays Neveah in her crib. She fusses for a moment before he gives her the pacifier. While rubbing her stomach, he looks around the room at the full size bed in the corner, the dresser with the mirror, the small closet and things belonging to Neveah. Her diapers are stacked against a wall and her toys are in a big pink bin near her shoes. Everything is organized having its own distinct place, it's like something that belongs on an interior design show.

"This room is way different than your old one in Florida." Jeremiah points out.

"Yeah, do you miss my electric blue comforter and my bright green rug?" Aubrey chuckles. Her old room was bigger than this and it's like a preteen threw up in it. She had a lava lamp on her dresser along with purple rhinestone studded full length mirror and glittery disco ball hanging from the ceiling. Posters of celebrities lined the pink walls. She knew it was time to change her decor to something more mature but she didn't feel like being bothered. Her room here is like a symbol of her growth and maturity since leaving Florida.

"I like this room, it's cozy." Jeremiah glances down at Nevy who's now fast asleep, then walks over to where Aubrey is standing near her dresser rearranging some jewelry on a rack. "When did you become such a neat freak?"

"I don't know, I just like the way everything looks when it's organized." She tells him. Satisfied with her arrangement of rings, she glances over at him and notices him smiling at her. "What?"

"You've changed so much, I love this new you." He says and wraps his arms around her waist. "I love you Bre."

She swallows and lets out an awkward chuckle. Gently pulling herself from his arms, she takes a step back. "Um, I'll be right back." Aubrey swiftly walks around Jeremiah and leaves the room. She goes to the bathroom and closes the door, then walks over to the sink.

After letting the faucet run for a some time, she cups her hands under the stream of water and splashes it on her face. This cools down her hot skin, it's like every time she's around Jeremiah he finds some way to make her feel flustered. Either her mouth goes dry, her legs feel like jello or she can't think straight. She used to feel so relaxed with him but now it's like she's a teenage girl having her first crush and not knowing what to do about it.