blue eyes. "And who's driving you?"
"Jace, I'm not entertaining this." I said tiredly. "I haven't gone anywhere without you or Gabe in a week. I'm fine."
"Olivia, please humor me." Jace growled. "Who's driving you?"
"Gabe." I said tiredly. I placed my hands on either side of his face and leaned in to kiss him. He sighed against me and I eagerly soaked up some of his stress. He worried too much. It was going to put him in an early grave and I simply couldn't live like that. I couldn't. "And when I get there, I will text you."
"I love you, Olivia."
"I know you do, Jace." I said gently. "But please stop worrying. I can't handle it."
"I'm trying to give you space, Angel. But you know I'm not going to stop worrying." From the determined lock of his jaw, I knew he didn't want to even try. He liked worrying. Although I would never know why. The thought of having a little child running around and constantly having to worry about it made me feel as though I were about to have an anxiety attack. I didn't want to live my life consumed by worry. If something happened, it happened. I just didn't want to live in fear.
"I'll see you later." I promised as I sashayed to the door. "I'll bring you a soup."
"I know you will." He was standing with his hands in the pockets of his suit as he watched me open the door. "You're going to make me gain ten pounds before our wedding."
I laughed. "Impossible. With the amount you work out, you'll never gain weight." And it was true. He had a gym in his office. The man was set to be fit for life.
I blew him a kiss before I let the door fall closed behind me. I was on my way to meet Trisha. We were seriously overdue for some good girl-talk. I missed her.
"Liv!" She yelled as soon as I rounded the corner into the reception area. Laura jumped at least two inched from the surface of her seat, clutched her chest and laughed at Trisha as she pulled me into her arms. I thought for a moment she was about to squeeze the life out of me, but she released me at the last second.
"How are you?" I asked.
"Oh, I'm good." She grinned as she held up an elegant yellow and white invitation with cursive brown writing. "I can't believe this is happening! And on October 19 th ."
"I know." I rolled my eyes. "You know Jace."
"That man loves you way too much." She beamed and I laughed.
"I know." I rubbed my rumbling stomach. "I'm starving. Let's get out of here."
"Deal." She hooked her arm through mine and we waltzed to the elevator together. I waved to Laura as the doors rolled closed. Life was perfect. I didn't have a worry in the world. It was blissfully, deliriously fantastic.
***
Trisha stepped out of the SUV and I followed before she shut the door. "That was awkward." She stated. "I can't believe you let him drive you everywhere."
"I thought you thought he was hot." I teased.
"I did." She stated. " Correction, I do. But he doesn't talk."
"He's a man of very few words." I said in his defense. But I fully believed Gabe didn't talk around Trisha because he could see the way she looked at him. With hungry eyes. In all honesty, Trisha would never settle for a man like Gabe. He was too serious. Of course he excited her because he was different and mysterious. But he wasn't the kind of man she would lose her heart to. That kind of man had yet to be discovered. But I had faith she would find him. She was an amazing woman with a heart of gold. Any man would be lucky to catch and hold her.
"Whatever," she shrugged. "So, what's new with you? Other than planning an insane wedding in an insanely short time frame."
"Nothing much." I shrugged. I wasn't good at vague and I most definitely wasn't good at keeping things from Trisha. I was dying to tell her she was going to be an aunty. But I had to wait. For Jace.
We settled at a table and waved to Franco as he appeared from the back. An enormous grin lit his face and he pranced across the space to our table. "Ladies. How are we today?"
"We're fabulous." Trisha grinned.