Unbreak My Heart (Unbreak My Heart #1)(40)

I was laughing when I turned back around, but it was abruptly cut off by the look on his face.

“She’s making herself known,” I said sheepishly, running my hand over the curve of my belly.

“Look at you,” he breathed, a small smile playing over his lips. “You’re gorgeous.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh, yeah.” His smile grew bigger.

“Auntie Kate, come on!” Keller yelled from the kitchen, ending our quiet moment.

“Time for cake,” I announced, walking toward the laptop.

“Can’t wait,” he replied with a smirk, and I had this odd feeling that he was staring at my boobs.

*



The kids were hyped up for the rest of the night, but I couldn’t really blame them. A Skype date and cake all in the same night? It was like Christmas.

When I finally crawled into bed and got my laptop situated on my lap, I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to be able to keep my eyes open. I had to figure out a couple of different ideas to take to a client, and I was pretty sure they were going to be complete crap if I tried to brainstorm that night.

Instead I logged onto Facebook and began uploading photos of the night. I knew my mom and Aunt Ellie would get a kick out of seeing how excited the kids had been for the birthday party. When Shane suddenly instant-messaged me, my back straightened as if he could see me.

You awake?



I cracked my knuckles then shook my hands above the keyboard, staring at the two words. Shit, I had to answer or he was going to sign off!

Yep, just downloading some pics from tonight :)



Those should be good.



I’ve got one of Gunner with frosting in his hair and up his nose.



Haha How the hell did he do that?



I’m pretty sure Keller had something to do with it.



That wouldn’t surprise me.



So…what are you doing online again?



I had some time.



So you decided to stalk me on Facebook?



Pretty much.



Well, stalk away then.



Hey so earlier you called the baby she…



And?



Did you already find out?



Oh! No! You just always call the baby “he” so I’ve been using “she.” I figure that way one of us is right. Haven’t had my appointment yet.



Pretty soon though, right?



Yeah, next week. The office has been completely backed up so it’s a bit later than normal.



Do you think you could tell me first? I know you’ll want to tell your mom.



Yes. You’ll know first, I promise.



He didn’t message for a while, and I watched the little green dot on the screen like a hawk, afraid that he’d signed off.

You look really good.



My stomach flipped, and I rolled my eyes at what he’d see if we were Skyping then. I’d wiped off the little eye makeup I’d had on and the concealer that covered the dark circles under my eyes. I looked like shit.

Ha! You just need to get laid.



Well, that too. LOL



No sex for you! said in soup guy voice from Seinfeld



You better not be getting any either.



When the hell would I have the time?



Kate.



Don’t “Kate” me. You know I’m not f*cking anyone.



Don’t say f*ck.



Fuck f*ck f*ck f*ckity f*ck f*ck



…and now I’m hard.



Seriously?



Semi.



snort what are you, thirteen?



Your boobs are huge.



This conversation is over.



LOL. They are.



True that.



I miss you.



My hands shook, posed over the keyboard. I wasn’t sure if I should say it back.

We miss you too.



Send me some pics



I post pics all the time! Just scroll through my Fb



You’re not in any of those.



I’m the one taking the photos—so that makes sense.



I want to see you too.



Okay.



No naked pics. I swear to God there’s guys looking over my shoulder every time I sit down.



I wouldn’t have sent you naked ones!



Yeah you would’ve :)



You wish!



You. Have. No. Idea.



He was flirting with me. Flirting. With me. I didn’t know what to do with that. Sure, we’d had our moments, but beyond falling into bed a couple of times, our conversations had stayed strictly platonic.

You there?



I snapped out of my fog at his newest message.

I’m here.



I better let you go—it’s late there. You should be asleep.