Chapter 109

Chapter 109
Yes, Cam?

Tala… am I, or I guess I should say, are we…. Pregnant? My heart caught in my throat in the seconds in took her to answer.

We are, she said, sounding happy.

OHMIGODDESS OHMIGODDESS OHMIGODDESS

My hand went to my flat belly, already imagining it being swollen with a pup. My pup. Mine and Grimms.

Tears flooded my vision and my whole body vibrated with a mix of excitement and anxiety. I couldn’t wait to tell Grimm.

But how? I wanted to make this announcement special. I couldn’t just blurt it out when he walked through the door…

I looked down at the time on my phone. I asked Amy to stall Grimm for at least ten minutes. I had to think quick.

Remembering something I saw in the main cabin last night, I threw on a pair of shorts, a sweatshirt, and jammed my feet into my sneakers before running out of the cabin and taking off down the path at a run. It only took me a few minutes to reach the main cabin and, being a trained werewolf, I wasn’t even breathing hard with the exercise. I’d like to say I hadn’t even broken a sweat, but I was already regretting choosing the sweatshirt as I pushed the sleeves up to my elbows. Amy wasn’t kidding about running hot, my forehead was damp and I hoped I didn’t look too sweaty.

Entering the lobby of the main cabin, I saw what I was looking for in the far corner where a small stand was set up selling roses and baby’s breath. I b-lined for the stand, trying to walk as naturally as possible, and smiled at the girl manning the stand.

“Hi,” I said, “This may be an odd request, but I’m wondering if I can just buy a handful of baby’s breath?

The girl raised an eyebrow at me, “Uh, I guess. If that’s what you really want.” She shrugged.

“Yes, please.” I said.

She pulled a plastic florist container forward from behind the stall that contained the bunches of baby’s breath to be added to the bouquets of roses.

“Like, how much?” the girl asked.

I bent down and gathered a small handful of the little white, lace-like, blooms.

“Would this be okay?” I asked, showing her how much I had selected.

“Whatever you want,” she said with another shrug. “Want me to wrap it for you?” she asked, indicating to the cellophane used to wrap the roses.

I bit my lip. It would be good to have something containing the flowers, but I didn’t want to take up my precious time waiting for the wrapping.

“Or maybe a ribbon to time them with?” she offered, seeing my hesitation.

“A ribbon! Yes, that would be perfect! How much do I owe you?” I asked as she cut a length of white satin ribbon from the spool and handed it to me.

“Honestly, we upcharge the roses so much, the baby’s breath is paid for times two. You can just take it for free.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to get in trouble,” I said.

She gave me another shrug, “Yeah. It’s really no big deal.”

I wanted throw my arms around her in gratitude, but I got the sense she would not appreciate that, so instead I reached into my pocket and dropped the twenty dollar bill I found there on the counter.

“In that case, enjoy lunch on me today,” I said, giving her a broad smile before turning and rushing off with my flowers.

I ran back down the path to the cabin, hoping I would make it back before Grimm did.

Cam? Where did you go? Grimm’s voice came through the link. Damn it. He got back to the cabin before I did.

Just out to the main cabin to pick something up. I’ll be back in just a minute. I replied, hoping to sound casual.

Okay. I’m going to jump in the shower. Feel free to join me. He said before closing the link.

I let myself into the cabin and heard the shower running. I stashed my bouquet of baby’s breath on the couch that faced away from the entrance to the bedroom so it would be out of sight. Then I quickly pulled off my sweatshirt and traded it for a flowy tank top that kept me much cooler. I ran a brush through my hair and went to the small kitchen for some water, hoping to calm myself down and appear collected when Grimm got out of the shower.

I heard the shower shut off. My heart was pounding. I closed my eyes and focuses on my breathing, trying to calm my pulse down as I waited for Grimm to leave the bathroom.

“You back, babe?” Grimm called out.

“In the living room,” I replied.

I leaned against the back of the couch where I had hidden the flowers and waiting for Grimm to come into the living room.

“What did you need to go get?” he asked. His chest was bare, a pair of basketball shorts slung low on his hips, and he was drying his hair with a towel which he tossed aside as he entered the living room.

“I had to get something for you,” I said.

He cocked an eyebrow in question. I took a breath and reached behind myself, pulling the baby’s breath bouquet and handing it to him.

“You bought me flowers?” he asked, confused. I nodded, not trusting my voice. Realization relaxed the confusion wrinkling his brow, “They mean something, don’t they.”

I nodded. My palms had grown damp with sweat. Why was I so nervous?