“I would never turn down a swim with my beautiful girlfriend. Give me about ten minutes, and I’ll meet you in the pool.”
I changed into my bikini and dove into the pool. I did five laps before Parker joined me.
“It’s about time, Mr. Hamilton.” I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“I had to finish some paperwork for tomorrow. I’m happy you’re feeling better.” His lips met mine.
“Me too.”
Later that evening, as we were having dinner on the patio, Julian walked over with Brianna.
“Hey, you two.”
“Hey, bro.”
“Hi, Julian.” I smiled. “Have a seat.”
“Where’s Laurel?” Parker asked.
“She took the girls to dinner. She wanted to spend some time alone with them since it’s been kind of hectic since this little one came along.”
“There you are.” My father walked over. “I knocked, rang the bell, nobody answered.”
“Sorry, Dad. I guess we didn’t hear it,” Parker said.
“How are you, sweetheart?” Harrison kissed my cheek.
“I wouldn’t do that, Dad. Paige was sick this morning.”
“Sick how? She looks perfectly fine to me.”
“I think it was from dinner last night,” I said. “I’m better now.”
“Give me my granddaughter.” Harrison took Brianna from Julian.
“Be careful with her,” Julian said.
“I know how to handle a baby, son. I’ve raised three boys in this family.”
“Correction. The moms raised us. You weren’t?—”
“Oh, please. You’re overreacting, Julian.”
“I’m overreacting?” Julian’s brow raised.
“Yes,” Harrison snapped. “You know better than this.”
Julian laughed.
“What is so funny?” Harrison asked.
“You did not just say that with a straight face.”
“I absolutely did, son. What is your problem?”
“Let’s take a quick trip down memory lane, Papa. Shall we?”
Harrison’s eyes narrowed. “Julian?—”