Free Wish Come True (The Blogger Diaries Trilogy Book 3) by KD Robichaux Page A

then put Josalyn’s hoodie back on her. She gets frustrated, swatting at me and whining after I just took it off her, but it’s gotten too cold outside to let her go without it.  
    “Yeah, I just need to grab her car seat out of my car,” I reply, picking her up after I zip her sweater.  
    “Okay, you do that and I’ll get your bags. You have everything you need in the diaper bag?” he checks.
    Instead of getting annoyed like I would with my mom, him double-checking makes me smile. It amazes me how naturally all this is coming to him. “Yep, I brought Miss Tooty some carrots for lunch!” I say excitedly, bouncing her on my hip and blowing a raspberry against her cheek to pull her out of her suddenly grouchy mood. I swear the child would love to be naked all the time if I let her.  
    “Well, that just sounds delightful,” Jason says, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he gestures for me to lead the way out of his room. “Dad, we’re headed out for some lunch. Be back in a couple hours. We may get into something after we eat, but we’ll be back. Kayla wants to see Mom before she leaves later.”
    “Good, Barbara would be pissed if she didn’t get to see y’all, knowing you were coming to visit today,” Steve tells me, and it makes me smile knowing Jason’s mom is excited to see me too.  
    “Say bye-bye, byyyye-bye,” I prompt Josalyn, and she grips and ungrips her hand toward herself instead of at him, making us all laugh. “We’ll keep working on that.”
    I open up the back passenger door of my rental and buckle her into her carrier, adjusting the handle so I can lug her over to Jason’s backseat. She’s getting too heavy for me to carry her around this way. I thread the seatbelt through and fasten her in, and then get into the passenger seat, Jason observing me the whole time.  
    “What?” I ask when he smiles at me.
    “I just like watching you in mommy-mode. You look so happy doing the simplest tasks, taking care of her,” he states, reaching over to tuck a piece of hair behind my ear.  
    “I finally found something I’m good at, I guess.” I shrug. “Of course, she’s the easiest baby on the planet.”
    “What do you mean ‘finally found something you’re good at’? I know lots of things you’re, like, pro-status.” He gives me a playful, lascivious look and I smack him on his bicep as he backs out of his driveway. “Hey! Driving precious cargo here.” He smirks, and I growl at him, crossing my arms over my chest.
    We arrive at the restaurant about fifteen minutes later, taking a little longer than I remember, but it could be because Jason was driving more carefully than I’ve ever seen him drive before. I’m definitely enjoying this more mature version of the man I fell in love with, but happy he still has his playful, naughty personality.
    He walks around and pulls Josalyn out of the backseat in her carrier, holding the handle easily in his grasp like it weighs nothing. I grab my bags out, and we head inside the restaurant, where they seat us immediately. It must be a good time of day to come, in between lunch and dinner hours, because the place isn’t very busy.  
    “Do you want a high chair for the baby?” the waitress asks Jason, who looks at me for the answer.
    “No, thank you. Will you just slide her all the way into the booth? Like, sideways, where she’ll be facing me when I sit,” I instruct, and he does as I ask then takes a seat across from me as I slip in.  
    “What are you having to drink?” she asks Jason, smiling at him as she faces her body fully toward him, giving me her back. I cock my head at the back of her head, narrowing my eyes.  
    “I’ll have Coke,” Jason answers, seeing the look on my face and smirking. “Baby, what would you like?” he asks me after a few empty moments when the waitress makes no move to.  
    Is this chick serious?
    I clear my throat and take a deep breath to control the rising tempo of my heart. “I’d like ice