A Model Romance (True Love Book 3)

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Author: Betsy Anne
rest of the afternoon. If he wants to talk to me, he’ll have to do it with her on my hip.
    Without missing a beat, he sidles up beside me, and we start to chat. Baby Lou plays with my hair and face, and he seems to enjoy it. His small talk distracts me from my blunder. It’s really nice to hang out with a guy like this, casual, no heels or champagne. I feel relaxed and at ease.
    Baby Lou never leaves my arms for the remainder of the day. I even feed her dinner while holding her. I had gotten her a little half-birthday cupcake, and hold it up to her mouth for a bite. She squashes her face into it, and grabs my cheeks and hair with pink frosting-covered hands. Mel tries to take her for a bath, and we both protest. Baby Lou wiggles into my neck to get away from Melanie’s outreached hands. Justin laughs, and tickles her. She pulls up her face and Mel scoops her out of my grasp. She screams and reaches her arms out to me. It breaks my heart; I love that little nugget. Justin takes advantage of the opportunity, and pulls me out the front door.
    “Wow, I’ve never seen a baby quite so attached before! She’s a real cutie,” he says, looking into my eyes as if to say I’m the cutie.
    “I adore her. I’ve never really been much of a ‘baby person,’ but she makes me feel like I might actually want kids someday. That’s never really been my goal in life,” I say out loud, for the first time ever.
    He steps in, and puts his arms around my waist. Our faces are close; I feel his breath.
    “I’d love to spend more time with you, without a baby along, if that’s OK.” He smiles, and pulls me in closer to his chest. I feel like I’ll melt all over their front porch. It’s been a really long time since I’ve felt a man like this. Little does he know I’d let him pick me up, throw me into his car and have his way with me, right here, right now. But I know that’s just the flood of hormones talking. I clear my throat, and try to shake the fog.
    “That would be nice, I’d like that.” As I seductively whisper that to him, I lean into his face for the inevitable kiss, but I miss. He pulls back, and for the second time tonight, I’m mortified. I stumble forward, and he tries to help me regain my footing.
    “Whoa, are you OK? I’m sorry about that, it’s just that…we have some eyes on us right now,” he whispers, and makes a slight motion to the right with his head. I look in that direction, and see Mel and Kat ogling us through the front bathroom window, peeking through the shutters like two old nosy neighbors. I can’t help but laugh, and feel better that I wasn’t being rejected. “I’d rather be alone for a first kiss.”
    “Absolutely, I agree. Thank you for that, it’ll keep them guessing,” I say with relief.
    “Melanie has my number. Please call or text me, and we’ll set something up. It was really nice to meet you, Becca.” He shakes my hand enthusiastically for our audience. I join in the game, and give him a manly slap on the back before I head in. Those two will love that.
    * * *
    We make plans to go out the following Wednesday night. I’m always free, and he doesn’t want to wait until the weekend. We’ve been texting and chatting on the phone, and he seems like a nice person. The depth of our conversations doesn’t enter into the deep end, but that’s OK. I’ve had plenty of guys over the years, especially in New York, who try to be someone they’re not.
    He lives in Evanston, not too far away, so we agree to meet there for dinner. He shows up with wet hair again, but smelling good. I’m seeing a pattern here.
    “Did you just come from the gym?” I ask as we meet in front of the restaurant.
    “Yeah, I’m sorry. I had a training session with some guys, then I hung back to do my own workout. I lost track of time.” He runs his hand through his hair, and his arm muscles tense. Pumped up from his recent workout, he looks like an underwear model. Better, actually, I’ve seen those
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