Iron & Bone (Lock & Key #3) by Cat Porter

Author:Cat Porter [Porter, Cat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B018J4FFSA
Publisher: Cat Porter
Published: 2015-12-29T00:00:00+00:00

Now, here at a baby store, of all places, all these years later, I got to bear witness to Grace’s renewal, this turning over of her soil. All her fragmented ends and splintered edges had been smoothed, her smoldering cinders doused with cool water. Hers and Lock’s. All of that was in this smile of hers because of a piece of furniture, and my heart swelled at the sight of it.

I sniffed in a breath. “You’re into this nesting thing now, aren’t you?”

She eyed me. “How the hell do you know about nesting?”

“I saw an article about it at the doctor’s office when I went with you and Jill.”

“Nesting is real, and it’s here to stay. Miller’s eyes now glaze over when I start with how many blankets the baby might or might not need, which bottle warmer is more efficient, blah, blah, blah-di-blah-blah.”

“On that note, where’s the crib?”

She rolled her eyes. “They’re over here.”

We moved through the rocking chairs into the crib area.

“We saw this one online and really liked it.” Her fingers curled over the rail of a dark wood sleigh bed–style crib. Blue-and-yellow fluffy bedding accented the piece, which was trimmed with a matching quilted panel all around. A small stuffed gray elephant and a brown velvety dachshund stuffed animal had their arms around each other in one corner.

Something crimped in my chest.

Jill would be giving this baby life. And after it was born, that baby would be in this crib in Grace and Lock’s house. What was that going to be like for Jill?

My gut clenched. I wanted to be there for her. I wanted to share that with her, make it better—whatever it was going to feel like. It might not be all good. Who the fuck knew?

“Boner, you like it?”

“What?”

“The crib, hon. We don’t know if it’s going to be a boy or a girl, so I figure, this design is a good neutral, not feminine but not too plain.”

“You don’t want to know yet, do you?”

“There are so few true surprises in life anymore, and that is surely one of them—if not, the best. We want that surprise.” The edges of her lips quivered slightly. “We need it.”

I slung my arm around her shoulders and kissed the side of her head. “I know you do.” I gripped the wooden rail of the crib. “I like it. It’s a good crib.”

I wanted that kind of surprise, too.

I wanted to feel Jill’s hand in mine, to go to sleep with the sound of her even breathing in my ear and the weight of her relaxed body in my arms. I wanted to hear her laughter ring within the walls of my house, to eat good food with her, to have Becca throw her toys around my living room and make a mess and hear her cry or laugh down the hallway.

What would that feel like, look like on an everyday basis? I didn’t know, and I fucking wanted to know.

I wanted to feel it in every corner of my house, in every corner of my soul.

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