I clutched my thrashing heart. “I nearly dropped my baby, Elliot. You scared the shit out of me.”
He chuckled, which made me scowl at him. Motherclucker. I’d give him something to chuckle about. This called for a postscript. Really called for one.
With his hands raised, he took a couple tentative steps into the room. “I’m not laughing because I scared you. It’s you cussing like a sailor that struck me as funny. I’m sorry I surprised you. It wasn’t my intention, I swear.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. I guessed me having a potty mouth was a revelation to him since I was in full-on Kit mode and he’d only just become acquainted with this side of me.
“I’m trying to stop,” I said defensively.
“I hope not on my account. I enjoy salty language from time to time.”
“Obviously not for you, Elliot. For Joey.” I resisted rolling my eyes at him, but he must have sensed it because he smirked harder.
Postscripts out the wazoo for this man.
“You didn’t say why you’re here.”
He tucked his hands into his pockets and strolled over to Joey and me. “I was on my way out the door, but the news reported bumper-to-bumper traffic due to a massive pileup on my normal route. I decided to avoid that mess and work from home for a bit. I heard you moving around, so I came to say hello, not scare the shit out of you.”
“And you eavesdropped on a private conversation, huh?”
His grin was wide enough to crinkle the corner of his eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it was top secret.”
“Pfft. Babies are the best people to tell secrets to. It’s not like they can repeat them.”
“Very true.” He held his hands out. “I have a few minutes before I need to leave. Hand her over and eat your breakfast.”
Elliot absolutely did not wait for me to give him Joey. He slid her out of my hold like this was old hat for him. Joey had no trouble going to him, cooing when he secured her against his chest.
The rebel in me needed to protest though. “I’m not sure you can boss me around like that out of the office.”
“I’m letting you eat breakfast unencumbered. Is that really so bad, Catherine?”
“Still.” I crossed my arms over my chest, then quickly remembered I only had my nursing tank on, and it didn’t cover much of me. I really had to stop walking around half-naked in front of him. This was beginning to become a habit. “I was going to eat. Since you eavesdropped on our conversation, you know that.”
“Still calling it eavesdropping?”
“If the shoe fits.”
Chuckling, he whirled away with my daughter in his arms, calling back to me. “Eat, Catherine. We’ll be waiting for you.”
It seemed like I should have been panicked that he’d taken Joey out of my sight. I searched within myself but couldn’t find more than the shred of worry that was my constant companion these days. In this, I trusted Elliot. He was the last person I would have thought of volunteering for baby duty, but Joey had that way about her. She was irresistible.
I tried to make fast work of my breakfast despite Elliot urging me to take my time. He wouldn’t understand that five or ten minutes of alone time was a luxury at this point in my life.
That came to a tragic end when the sounds of Joey’s cry hit me in the gut. They were soft, but she was revving up.
Shit. I’d taken too long sipping my coffee and scrolling through social media. She really only cried when she was hungry, so she must have run out of patience.
“I’m coming,” I called.
I placed my plate in the sink, rushing now as her cries got louder. My breasts started tingling like they did when she was upset. I mentally flipped through my morning to recall whether I’d put pads inside my tank this morning.
Elliot rounded the corner with a red-faced Joey. “I tried. I’m sorry,” he said over her cries. “Did you eat?”
“I did, it’s fine.”
I reached for her, and his gaze drifted down to my chest as he was handing her over. I didn’t want to look because I already knew what was happening from previous experience.
His wide eyes returned to mine after seeing two big, wet circles on the front of my gray tank. “You’re—”
“Leaking. Yes, her cries turn the tap on. It’s nuts how my body responds automatically.” I swayed with Joey and patted her bottom, pissing her off even further. She wanted one thing and one thing only. Girlfriend would not be satisfied until she was fed. “I’m going to nurse her now.”