Chapter 31
Chapter Thirty-One
Cadence
Life had a funny way of making plans for you while you were busy making your own.
A year ago, I had a vision for exactly how my life would go.
Graduate… start my career… get settled and build something for myself before I worried about anything else.
Marriage and motherhood wasn’t even in the equation, and Titan Samuels definitely wasn’t on my mind.
Now I was carrying his child and wearing his ring.
The thought alone felt foreign. The craziest part was that neither one of us had been looking for any of it.
All this was supposed to be was a business transaction, but somewhere along the way, the conversations started feeling real. He became my person.
The sound of the front door opening pulled me from my thoughts. A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened. I looked up briefly before returning my attention back to the TV. Titan crossed the room and dropped his keys onto the dresser before taking a seat at the foot of the bed.
“How you feeling?”
I wasn’t feeling too good this morning before he left, but by the time I ate, I felt better.
“Better.”
He stared at me for a few seconds like he was trying to figure out if I was lying or not.
“Since you feel better… get dressed.”
“For what?” I frowned because I didn’t feel like going anywhere.
“We’re about to go for a ride.”
“Where?” I pried.
“You’ll see when we get there. Now get up,” he instructed as he went inside of the bathroom.
Rolling my eyes, I got out of bed and went to find something to slip on. Cannon Hills didn’t have really cold winters, but it was a little chilly out today.
By the time we left he still hadn’t told me where we were going. It wasn’t until I noticed we were pulling into the neighborhood of Grand Reserve that I snapped my head to him again.
“Titan, what are we doing over here?” I asked.
“You’ll see.” He smirked, his gaze never leaving the road.
The gate opened a few moments later after he entered a code, and the deeper we drove into the neighborhood, the quieter I became.
Grand Reserve wasn’t the type of place people casually drove through.
Every home looked like it belonged on the cover of a magazine.
Perfect landscaping. Massive lots. Enough privacy that you almost forgot you had neighbors.
When Titan finally slowed in front of one particular house, my breath caught. The pictures people posted online didn’t do neighborhoods like this justice.
The house sat back from the street behind mature trees and perfectly manicured landscaping. Large windows stretched across the front of the home, catching the late afternoon sunlight. It wasn’t flashy, but it was beautiful.
Titan parked before coming to help me out of the truck. He escorted me up the sidewalk and onto the massive porch before grabbing the door handle. I saw a light flash green, and he opened the door and nodded for me to go inside.
I took the liberty to go ahead and giving myself a mini tour since that’s what he wanted to do. It was too much house to see everything, but what I saw, I loved. When I turned around, Titan was standing behind me with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his sweats.
“What you think, Tink?” He asked.
“I love it, but this house is—”
“Ours.” He cut me off.
I blinked when he said that because I knew I was hearing him wrong.
Titan pushed away from the counter and closed the distance between us.
“It’s ours, Tink.”
I looked around the room again, then back at him.
“You bought this?”
“I did.” He smiled showing that dimple.
“How did you even know I’d like it?” I countered with a smile of my own.
“I had about four and a half million reasons to be confident,” he stated.
Laughing at his response, I stepped into his arms.
His hands settled against my waist while mine wrapped around him. For a while, neither one of us said much. There wasn’t really anything left to say. I stood there listening to the steady beat of his heart while the reality of everything slowly settled around me.
For so long I’d been focused on planning my life that I never considered how quickly it could change.
Titan tipped my chin up and kissed me softly. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against mine.
“You happy?”
“I am,” I answered with no hesitation because I had none.
“Me too, Tink.”