"James. Hey." I grabbed his face and turned it back to me. "If you want to assume the worst about him, fine. I can't change your mind. But that doesn't mean there's anything to worry about. You know that my heart is yours." "Don't hang out with him while I'm gone." I laughed. "He's going to be at the brunch tomorrow. Do you seriously want me to ignore him?" "Yes." "You're impossible." "And stop letting him feel the baby kick. If he touches your stomach one more time I'm going to punch him in the face." He put his hand on my belly. "This is mine." "Of course it's yours. Every piece of me is yours." "Then don't let anyone else touch what's mine." It had been a long time since James had been jealous of anyone. Really, the last person he was jealous of was probably Tyler. Or maybe it w

