The Comeback Route -Book 1 Moss Bluff Series

Chapter 33

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Chapter 33

Quinn

I don't know how I've managed to accumulate so much stuff in such a short time. We've been here for less than a year and I swear, I've got twice as much stuff. That's not including the furniture. Baby clothes, toys, bouncers, and blankets. Just in baby stuff that Georgia has sent me I could fill a small boutique.

I thought I would be able to get a small U-haul and drive it out to Moss Bluff myself but there's no way. I need a moving crew to help me. I need help packing and hauling, unloading and unpacking. Being on my own isn't as easy as I once thought.

I was okay and will be okay but the short time I spent in Moss Bluff showed me that things can be easier with my family close by. Georgia and Beckett have been my lifeline this year. I loved being so close with them and I know it's a good thing for Hope. I have to do what is best for her from now on.

It's harder than I thought it would be to try to move with a four month old baby. Hope is not making this easy. She's teething. I can feel the little bumps in her mouth, those little vampire teeth coming in that have put a quick halt to breastfeeding. I am not getting bit by those sharp little things.

She's not been a happy camper. Running a slight fever and being in pain has made Hope cranky and tired. She wants to be held all the time and I don't seem to have the same touch with her that Leo had. She fusses, wiggles and screams at the top of her lungs. She doesn't want me, she wants him.

What girl wouldn't? Leo was so calm with her. He has a gentle touch and that sexy baritone voice that talks slow and easy. She got a taste of him and now no one else will do. I don't blame her, it was nice having him around. That extra set of hands was a relief. It was like we were a family for a few days there. Then I had to wake up and face reality. Leo isn't mine, he isn't even ours. He was just helping out and doing what Georgia had asked of him.

Why would a single man, a gorgeous single man, want to be tied down with a cranky baby and her worn out mama? He saw me at my worst, didn't he? I was exhausted and upset over the whole Fitz disaster. And Leo did his best to babysit us, why would he want that full time? He wouldn't.

He's not the type of guy who would say no when his boss asks a favor. Leo is one of the good guys. But my problems aren't his. He should hang out with the guys, date gorgeous women and be footloose with no strings. That's not my world anymore. It wasn't even my world before the drama of Fitz and my sweet Hope came into it.

The daily schedule is easy enough now as long as we stick to it. When things get shaken up like packing and moving and God, traveling, Hope doesn't handle it well. She likes the quiet world we had made on the beach. So did I but I need my family. I want them and I want Hope to have them, never feeling alone the way I did. Getting to that point is a struggle.

Just getting back here was horrendous. Hope cried the entire flight even though I was doing everything I could to quiet and settle her. I apologized to everyone around me. I explained that she's teething and is usually a happy baby. I don't think anyone believed me. She just wasn't going to cooperate with me.

The hard wailing began again just as I started to pack again. I'm tired and frustrated, I should have taken Georgia up on the offer to have a crew pack us up. I don't want strangers going through my things. I'm picky, and fussy with how my things are stored. I don't have much but what I do have I want to keep safe.

"I'm right here baby girl. Mama's here." Picking up my angry little girl and wrestling with her until I sit down on the rocker to settle her down. "We've got to work this out,  sweet pea. I need to pack if you want to get back to Moss Bluff."