Baby, Don't Go (Yeah, Baby Book 3) by Fiona Davenport Read Free Book Online Page A

anything like a sexy man with a baby in his arms to make your ovaries feel like they were about to explode. Sneaky bastard, if baby Jack hadn’t been sick, I would have been positive he’d planned our visit for precisely this reason.
    “I’m so happy to finally meet you,” Bailey whispered to me as we both watched from the doorway while Jack checked his namesake over. Or I looked on while she stared at me appraisingly until I felt a blush creep up my cheeks.
    “Finally? Jack and I haven’t been a couple very long.”
    She chuckled softly. “Maybe not, but I’ve been hearing your name pop up in conversation with my brother more and more over the last six months.”
    I tore my attention away from the sight of Jack with a look of pure adoration on his face as he stared down at the adorable baby boy in his arms, one long finger rubbing along his gums. It wasn’t easy, but I was intrigued by what Bailey had just said. “Really?” She nodded, and I lowered my voice before continuing the conversation. “When did Jack first mention me?”
    Bailey cocked her head to the side and tapped her bottom lip with a finger. “It’s been at least a year because I feel like I was pregnant enough to just be in maternity clothes and the babies are seven months old.”
    “Huh,” I murmured, my gaze flitting back to Jack. “I’m surprised it was that long ago. We didn’t know each other very well back then.”
    “It wasn’t what he said but how he said it,” she explained. “You were working a case together and his eyes lit up when he mentioned your role in helping to save the patient. The way he looked when he said your name, combined with how complimentary he was about your surgical skills put you on my sisterly radar.”
    “He’s not exactly known around the hospital for offering praise to other doctors.”
    Bailey’s soft chuckle turned into a belly laugh, drawing Jack’s gaze our way. “This doesn’t surprise me. I love my brother dearly, but he can be a bit arrogant. Remind me to tell you the story of how he reacted to Wyatt’s and my relationship some time.”
    Jack glared at his sister before looking back down at the baby in his arms. “Your mommy is being a brat, buddy. But it’s a good thing, because she reminded me that you and I need to have a talk about what it means to be a big brother.” He stood up and walked over to the crib decorated in pink where Julia slept peacefully.
    “See your sister down there?” He leaned over so he and the baby could look at Julia. “Your toughest responsibility as her big brother is going to be to protect her from all the boys out there. You’ll have a lot of help from your daddy and me, but there will be times when you’re the only line of defense. Doesn’t matter if the boy is your friend or not, a good guy or a bad one—you’ll know he isn’t good enough for Julia. None of them will be.”
    “Oh, for goodness sakes, Jack,” Bailey huffed as she walked over to take her son from his arms. “He’s too young to understand a single word you’re saying.”
    “Hey, you can’t blame me for giving him a head start.” He threw his arms up defensively. “I just want to make up for the late one I got.”
    The look that passed between brother and sister brought tears to my eyes—Bailey’s too.
    She settled baby Jack into his crib before moving back to give her brother a hug. “You better not make me cry or Wyatt will try to kick your ass,” she mumbled into his shirt.
    “Nah,” Jack answered. “He’ll forgive me when I tell him his baby boy is about to get his first tooth and doesn’t need to see the doctor tomorrow.”
    “What a relief,” Bailey sighed, leaning back and beaming up at him.
    “Besides, it’s not like he could kick my ass anyway,” Jack drawled, dropping a kiss on her head. “And we won’t be here when he gets home.”
    He crossed the room, pulling me to his side and whispering in my ear. “We need to get home so I can make sure my