Lockwood Creek Book Two - This can be read as a stand-a-lone.
A Why Choose Story.
Maddy Lockwood was the Perfect Daughter and to save the Lockwood family she agreed to a marriage she did not want, but now she will learn the hard way that no matter...
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~ ~ Logan ~ ~
~ ~ Three Months Later ~ ~
Goddamn
Seeing happiness and contentment settled on Maddy's face was my favourite image in the entire universe. And as if she knew I was watching her, she glanced my way. Standing at the far side of the room, in her arms she held Riley Jo's newborn daughter, Gracie, or her niece as she'd said for the twentieth time since she got up this morning.
She wasn't the only one gushing. To her left stood her Nana Em and Stella and to her right was my half-sister, Casey.
I could hear them all cooing from where I stood. Apparently, babies made everyone smile. I wasn't a huge fan myself, but watching Maddy so enamoured, so natural holding a newborn had me thinking otherwise.
And I could easily picture her holding our child.
A familiar voice, said my name, "Logan? You sure I can't get you anything?" Riley Jo parked right next to me.
"No, I'm good." I dragged my eyes from Maddy, tipping my head down to her sister.
"You seen that look on my sister's face?" she asked, teasing me.
"Huh?"
"Yeah, that look says to me you might need to hold onto those britches, cowboy."
Umm What? "I'm not following."
"That there—" She nudged my ribs with her elbow. "—Is baby-fever!"
Oh.. oh. "What? Maddy wants a baby?" I looked back at Maddy. "You think?"
"Ah-huh."
And didn't that get my heart beating faster. The idea of Maddy carrying our child filled my chest with a need I'd never experienced before. "I'll give Maddy whatever she wants."
Riley Jo grinned, with a laugh right alongside it. "Well colour my happy!"
However, for Maddy to get pregnant, Things would need to progress further than they were right now. Intimacy had been put on the back-burner these last few months, although she was in my bed every single night.
Had been since the day Jackson went into hospital.
Jackson.
My stomach churned like it was filled with rocks and the air left my lungs in choppy breaths.
"So, Maddy tells me Jackson is coming home tomorrow?"
I was grateful, nervous and downright relieved he was coming home. Because almost three months to the day, I wasn't sure that was possible. During surgery, to remove the tumour, he suffered a bleed. Which they'd fixed, but he didn't escape without some damage. Although Dr Monroe told us Jackson would hopefully make a full recovery in time. He had muscle weakness on the left side of his body and his balance was still on shaky ground.
