CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY THREE

Chuckling nervously, "so he took my advised," I commented observantly, with a hand to my chest, praying he doesn't hear my bluff.

Other than the humming sound on the other end of the line, Cameron remained silent.

It was now my turn to see if he was still on the line, even though the humming sound continued.

"Cameron?" I called softly, embarrassed to be using him like this, but I need to know. They need to stop keeping me in the dark all the time.

"Yeah, I'm here," he laughs firmly. "I'm confused, because I have no idea what advise you give and who you assume took it." He responds calmly. His friendly tone evaporated and in it's place was the calm and collective Marine I met when we moved here.

Okay, so that's a dead end!

Back to making quilts and memories for my baby.

Ignoring his last comment, "can you get someone to pick up my order at the store?" I asked, my tone now formal, like that of a boss's wife.

Again there was a long pause and I suddenly regretted calling him and making a fool of myself. I have a nagging feeling that our conversation will be relayed to my darling husband, whom I'm upset with at the moment.

"Uh, yea I can do that," Cameron was saying and I continued speaking as if he had finished answering me.

"Great, I will message you the information and you can leave it at the front security for me," I continued and without waiting for him response, "thank you" I said and immediately, hung up.

Since Jer didn't leave my card with me, I had no alternative to but to use Logan's.

After selecting the fabrics of my choice, I used the card and made a payment and didn't stop there.

I have absolutely nothing for the baby's arrival and I refuse to wait for Logan's availability to help me so I started ordering outfits for my son from newborn to three years old.

I was so happy to be shopping for my baby, that I forgot Logan, Jer and Cameron. I even forgot about Jess and Angela Lawrence because this moment is all about my baby and I.

I went all out on my order, doubting I left anything out and now I realized it was more than a car load so I will need someone to pick everything up in a truck.

Jer's truck!

I sent a quick message to Cameron, cancelling the arrangement and then called Whiz, to come over immediately.

I couldn't sit still, because of my excitement.

Whiz took so long to meet me, I almost cancel him too, but if I keep getting upset with everyone who works for Logan, then I won't have anyone left to help me.

With my eyes glued to the open area, I glared at Whiz when he walked in, followed by Jer.

"I didn't call you," I said rudely to Jer, "I only need Whiz," I continued, waving my hand for him to go back out.

Jer froze for a second and shook his head angrily, backing out the living room, his hands raised in surrender.

Smiling excitedly, I turn to Whiz, as he tilts his neck back, surprised at the change in my attitude.

"So I'm did not call you here to make any calls for me" I started, because Jer may have already informed him about it, since he followed Whiz in here. "I know you're in charge when Logan is not here," I continued, his eyebrows knitting closely as he listens intently.

"I made some purchases and I need someone to pick them up for me," I smiled to myself when Whiz relaxed, his tense shoulders now at ease.

Chuckling to myself, am I that terrifying?

"Okay, so you can send someone with a pickup," Whiz's eyes widen, but I ignored him and continued. "So you can send two guys to the two locations, I will send the info to your phone. I also need the garage clean up a bit for my order and it's confidential." I explained, my face now serious, like a judge

While I was speaking I quickly forwarded the name and addresses of the two stores and felt at ease when I saw the soft curl on Whiz's lips as he read my messages.

Chuckling, "sounds like a plan," he says. "But we can use my close up van, where everything can be hidden." He laughs, "because you don't want your brother involved, do you?" He asks and I nod, but it's not what he thinks, I am just angry with all of them at the moment, except Whiz!

"I trust you!" I responded smoothly.

Saluting me, "on it," he laughs and leaves me alone, but I can't contain my excitement.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you" I yelled happily to his retreating back.

Stretching my upper body, I got up slowly and made my way to the kitchen, to get something to drink and snack on and then supervise the space clearing in the garage.

"Hey I greeted everyone in the kitchen cheerfully, even Jer.

The scowl on his face changes to surprise at my cheerful greeting.

"You're in a good mood," Gwen commented while Mrs. Stanley smile over her shoulder.

I was about to request something to eat and drink but I suddenly remembered my plan to be independent, which starts now.

I opened the refrigerator door when I heard Gwen behind me.

"Can I get you something?" She asks cheerfully from behind me.

Shaking my head, "nah, I'm good" I said, poking around the refrigerator for something but I'm not sure yet, what I want.

I finally decided on fruits and pastries, which comes daily from a bakery Mrs. Phillips, my grandmother owns.

Filling a container, I turn to Jer who just sat staring at me curiously, "do you know where my chair is?" I asked.

"Eh, yeah," he stood up, "I'll get it."