“What? No, we have to make it fun for him.” She giggled.
Vic grinned and shook his head.
“Okay, so what would you suggest? We can tell him in the morning when he wakes up.”
“And what are we going to say?” She smiled at him.
His smile made the butterflies in her stomach go into overdrive.
“I was thinking…” He paused and stared off into space for a moment. His eyes softened as he blinked. He focused on her with a wide grin. “We can tell him that he’s getting a promotion.”
“A promotion?”
“Yes. He’s being promoted to Big Brother,” Vic said, nodding. “It’s a very important job. Comes with new responsibilities. A snack privileges increase. Can even get bedtime negotiation leverage.”
Her laughter bubbled forth. She could see Kian now and how excited he was going to be about gaining a sibling. She thought of the conversation they’d had before and shelaughed even harder. They hadn’t had the ultrasound to learn the gender yet. She just hoped her poor little son wouldn’t be disappointed.
“You had me at ‘promoted to Big Brother.’ The rest, you are just doing too much.” She sighed.
“Becoming a big brother is a job. I took it seriously,” Vic said.
“Yeah, and look how Logan turned out now,” she muttered.
The Maxwell brothers were close, and Kian did love his uncle. What Vic had with his brother was what she wanted for Kian. She had never imagined just having one child. She’d always wanted Kian to have a sibling. Someone who he could always depend on and have if something were to happen to her or Vic. “I believe I heard something about how much you used to boss him around.”
“That’s what big brothers do.” Vic shrugged.
“Whatever.” She gave a giant side-eye at that notion.
He tossed his napkin at her. She caught it mid-air with both of them smiling.
She set the napkin down and sighed deeply. “He’s going to be so excited.”
“He’s going to be the best big brother,” Vic said.
“I know.” Her chest warmed at the thought of her baby not being a baby anymore. He constantly reminded her that he was now five. He wanted to do more things for himself, and all she could do was sit back and allow him to try.
She hadn’t wanted to get too far ahead of herself, but right now, everything felt right. Their family was growing. Their love was strong. All the fears and doubts she’d had at one point were left in the past. She was only focusing on their future.
“What about my parents? How do we tell them?” she asked.
It was unfortunate that Nancy had learned early by mistake. Vic had made her swear she wouldn’t tell anyone else.
Tachina reached for her fork and took another small bite of her chicken. She savored the taste and was thankful that her stomach was agreeing with her tonight.
Vic wiped his mouth with his napkin and took a sip of his drink. He thought for a moment before answering.
“Let’s have dinner at the house, then we can get Kian to be the one to tell them,” he said.
“Your house or mine?”
“Whichever home you want to be our home,” he said matter-of-factly.
She blinked and tilted her head to study him.
“What are you saying?” she asked. Her heart raced at the notion of what he was implying. Was he asking for them to share a home?
“I’m saying…” He paused and reached across the table and took her hand in his. “What I’m saying is that you should pick which house you want to be our home. Us together. All under one roof.”