Snapshot

by Kay Cove

“What’s going to happen to this place?” I grunt as Dex tugs me to my feet. “I have no idea.” He collects my sandals and slips them back on my feet one by one. A little off balance with my belly getting bigger, I have to brace myself with my hand on his shoulder. Dex rises and then scours my face as I flutter my eyelashes at him. “Oh, no,” he murmurs as if he can read my mind. I nod. “Oh, yeah.” “Baby…no. The renovations would be worth more than the property itself. We can find a much nicer place closer to the office.” When we first moved back to Las Vegas, I insisted we keep Dex’s old home. Yes, we could’ve purchased something far more extravagant, but I didn’t want luxury. I wanted happiness. We have dinner with Avery and Finn at least twice a week. My parents come over, and Dex fires up the grill almost every single weekend. We conceived our son on the very bed where I tried to kiss Dex for the first time…and he turned me down. I still like to remind him of that from time to time. “No, Dex, this place. We have to. Yes, the renovations will cost a small fortune, but we have it. They may take years, but that just means it’ll be ready when we have to come back. This is where we’re going to raise our family. Where Dottie and Jacob started everything.” With a pleading look in my eyes, I cradle my sweet baby boy. My son would love this view, I’m sure of it. Dex looks around, a pained expression on his face. “It’s thirty minutes from the office, Len. Maybe an hour with traffic....