Free Love Me: Oakville Series:Book 5 by Kathy-Jo Reinhart Page B

woman she is, she never slowed down, determined to make the trip the best time Chase had ever had.
    Taryn took pictures and videos of everything—food, our hotel room, and each and every inch of Legoland inside and out. We have funny and goofy pictures with our tongues hanging out or making silly faces, so many photos of Chase and Taryn together that he will one day treasure, and I made sure to get a lot of Taryn and me alone as well as good ones of all three of us. The best part about every single picture was that we were all happy, without a care in the world.
    “Breakfast is ready, baby,” Taryn yells from the kitchen. With a groan, I open my eyes, not ready for reality. I’ve been laying here in bed remembering our weekend and putting off what we have to do today. Telling Chase his mommy is sick and will die is going to be the hardest thing we have ever done. I’ve been wanting to put off telling Chase, but the reality of what’s to come has begun to sink in. Chase needs to be as prepared as possible. This is not going to be easy. The thought of crushing my little man makes my heart ache.
    “Your food will be cold if you don’t get that hot ass of yours out there,” Taryn says from the doorway of our bedroom.
    “Sweetness, you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. Maybe you should come over here so I can have you for breakfast,” I suggest, and a blush creeps up her face as a smile plays on her lips. Looking at her leaning against the doorjamb has me instantly hard.
    “As tempting as that sounds, I’m still gonna have to pass. We have an appointment in an hour with the lawyer, remember?” For a moment, sadness clouds her eyes. “Angel will be here soon. He’s staying with Chase until we get back.” This is not easy on her either. I’m sure she’s dreading this day just as much as I am. If only there were some way I could take the pain from her and Chase and inflict it on myself. If that were possible, I’d do it in a second—anything to make this easier for them. They are my world—the world I’m supposed to protect and make happy, and more and more, I feel as though I’m a huge failure.
    Sitting down with a lawyer to draw up a will is not high on my priority list. I can’t help but wonder if any of this will ever get easier. Coming to terms with everything that will transpire in the coming months is not an easy thing to do, but for Taryn, I’m trying. I paste a smile on my face and climb out of bed. When the sheet slips from my naked body, Taryn groans and licks her lips. Slowly, she begins to walk toward me, her eyes trained on my hardness.
    “Mommy! Come quick. I spilled my milk,” Chase yells from the kitchen. Taryn closes her eyes and shakes her head. I chuckle at her obvious disappointment. She takes one more look at me before turning and walking away. I watch her go, then make my way into the shower.
    Ten minutes later, I’m walking into the kitchen. Mouthwatering smells surround me as I take a seat at the bar next to Chase. I ruffle his hair a little and it earns me a cute smile and giggle. Taryn sets a plate filled with bacon and scrambled eggs in front of me. Immediately, I’m stuffing my face. My wife may not cook too many things, but she makes the best bacon and eggs I’ve ever eaten. For a little while, I can sit here and pretend today is a day like every other we’ve had. The horrible things we have to do can be pushed to the back of my mind, at least for a little while.
    The doorbell rings and Chase jumps from his stool. “I’ll get it. It’s Uncle Angel,” he announces as he runs to the front door. He sure does love his Uncle Angel. At least the first half of his day will be filled with laughter and fun. The knot in my stomach returns when I think about how much this news is going to destroy our son.
    A few minutes later, a giggling Chase comes running into the kitchen with Angel chasing behind him, pretending to be the tickle monster. With his arms out in front of him,