Baby, Don't Go (Yeah, Baby Book 3)
Ellie?” My hands slid down her soft skin to splay over her belly. “This time, I know I gave you my baby. You are mine Ellie, you and our babies.”
    Ellie jerked at my words. “Babies? As in, plural?”
    I nuzzled her neck, “At least four. I want lots of little Ellies running around.
    “ At least four?” she exclaimed. “When the fuck am I going to have time to raise four kids and be a doctor?”
    I kissed her ear. “I have no doubt you could handle it baby. You’re the strongest woman I’ve ever met.” Even though the words were one hundred percent true, I smiled in triumph as I felt her melt a little. “And, I’ll be there to help you every step of the way.”
    She snorted and I turned her around to face me, frowning and hurt. “You don’t believe I’ll be a good dad?”
    She looked chagrined. “No, Jack. I’m sorry. I think you’ll be an amazing dad, but four kids with two doctors for parents? I can’t help wondering if you’re banking on me wanting to quit and stay home with our kids.”
    I scowled, but realized how easy it would be for her to come to this conclusion and softened my expression. “I never considered taking away your career, Ellie. It’s part of you just like it is me. You’re an amazing doctor. I hope you trust me enough to believe me.”
    She gave me a small smile, but I could tell she wasn’t entirely convinced. The only thing I could do was prove it. I had the rest of our lives to do it, so I pushed it away for another day.

Chapter 8
Ellison
    “W e need to stop over at Wyatt and Bailey’s house on our way home.”
    My eyebrows practically climbed all the way up to my hairline at the casual way Jack tossed his comment out, as though it wasn’t a big deal. Today had already been interesting with Jack’s reaction to my lunch with Declan. Meeting part of his family would just cap the day off, especially since I’d been looking forward to changing out of my work clothes and pouring myself a big glass of wine. Annoyed, I grumbled under my breath, “I know you’ve been working all day and you’re stuck in scrubs instead of the kickass outfit you put on this morning because I ruined your blouse when I ripped it from your body, but I’m sure my family will love you anyway.” I mimicked what I wished he would have said.
    “I promise it won’t take long, and you look hot as fuck in those scrubs, just like you do in anything you wear.” Apparently, I hadn’t been quiet enough. Whoopsie. “My nephew, Jack, has been running a fever all day and my sister wants me to stop by to make sure it’s nothing serious.”
    Oh, no! I felt guilty for being such a grump. “Of course we should go.”
    “He usually eats like a little pig, but Bailey said he’s barely eating and incredibly irritable. Plus, he’s been rubbing his ear a lot today. It’s probably nothing more than teething his first tooth, but she wants to rule out other possible causes like an ear infection and couldn’t get them in to see the twins’ pediatrician until tomorrow afternoon.”
    “Poor baby,” I sighed, turning towards him and offering a commiserating smile. “But it’s nice that Uncle Jack can race to the rescue.”
    He reached over and gave my thigh a quick squeeze as he pulled into the driveway. “If it’s nice for Jack and Julia to have a surgeon for their uncle, imagine how lucky our kids will be to have two surgeons for their mom and dad.”
    Our kids. How was it possible we were both calling them that already? My hand drifted down to my stomach, and I tried to imagine what it would be like if I were pregnant with his baby. Neither of us had used the L-word yet and I’d been offered my dream job in another state. The timing wouldn’t be good for a baby, at all.
    And then we walked into his sister’s house, and my biological clock roared to life. I’d always thought Jack was handsome, but seeing him with his baby niece and nephew made him even more irresistible. There really wasn’t

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