Baby (Laundromat Chonicles Book 3) by Angie Merriam Read Free Book Online

beautiful and has no idea. Even with her belly popping out in front of her, refusing to conceal our creation and what some may call sinful, she’s got a simple and innocent quality. Not a day goes by that I’m not thankful for her.
    “Hap, what are you looking at?” She turns, her lips curved up showing her model like smile.
    “I’m looking at you,” I simply state. Her smile falls as worry clouds her blue eyes.
    “Do I look funny? I know this maternity shirt isn’t high fashion but… do I look fat? Oh crap, I do don’t I? I look fat and frumpy.” Just like that, her carefree mood switches to meltdown. I stand up and go to her, chuckling slightly. Even when she’s unsure of herself she’s beautiful.
    “Lena, you look beautiful. I was just watching you and thinking about how lucky I am and how lucky that baby is going to be to have you as a mom.” My arms snake around her, pulling her close to me. The fruity smell of her shampoo is intoxicating and once again I’m lost in Lena.
    “You’re lying. I’m an elephant,” she pouts. I suck in a sharp breath, inhaling her scent one more time before I assure her she’s not an elephant.
    “Babe, you are not an elephant. You’re carrying a baby and you look pretty damn good doing it. Trust me, you are gorgeous. Stop worrying. Please.” My lips move to her, gently kissing her while my hand reaches up to cup her cheek. “You trust me right?” Pulling away slightly I meet her eyes.
    “I trust you, Hap.”
    “Good, now get your ass in gear, those ladies sure are anxious to go shopping.” I pull away but not before gently slapping her ass.
    “I’ll meet you in the car,” I call out grabbing the keys.
    “I’m ready. Let’s go.” We walk out hand in hand as we usually do and I open her door for her. A few minutes later, we’re on our way to our first hang out with friends since we found out she was pregnant. Well, outside of the laundromat.
    “So, do you think Jase and Amanda are having an affair?” she casually asks as I maneuver through traffic.
    “I was going to ask you the same thing. She’s married right?”
    “Yeah, but I bet her husband is a douche.” Her comment is said so easily, with a slight shrug.
    “What makes you say that?” I asked curiously. Lena is very perceptive and reads people pretty well.
    “Look at her, she’s perfect. Perfect hair. Perfect skin. Perfect nails. Perfect clothes. Designer clothes. She obviously has money so why is she hanging out in a laundromat on a Saturday night?” She has valid points. I’ve often wondered the same things about both Amanda and Ruby. Both women appear to have enough money not only to do laundry at home but to pay people to do the shit for them.
    “I don’t know. Maybe her washer broke?” I try, always the one to attempt a reasonable answer first.
    “It did, but people like that get their shit fixed fast, Hap. It’s been weeks. Plus, she just seems unhappy unless she’s talking to us. And when she sees Jase, her face lights up.”
    “Makes sense I guess, but why is it the husbands fault?” Jase is a great guy from what I can tell but he does watch Amanda with intense interest. I hope he wouldn’t get himself screwed up with a married woman unless he believed the marriage was over. Who am I to judge though?
    “Would you let me go to the laundromat every weekend, alone, looking like a million bucks?” Her arms folded across her belly. When I glanced over at her the look on her face told me how I better answer.
    “Of course not. You’re right. He’s either a douche or an idiot.” She’s right. I’d never be cool with Lena hanging out, anywhere, without me. I don’t care if she has girls nights for whatever shit girls do but on a regular basis. Weekly basis in Amanda’s case. Saturday night no less. Surely her husband would prefer she spend time with him, but as usual Lena is probably right.
    “I’ll see what else I can find out today.” Her words are laced with