“So the World Series uh?”
Romero turned back to Angel and Angel could see Raul had already struck a nerve with him. Before Romero could answer Raul continued.
“It must be that sweet smile.”
Though Romero had gotten better about his temper, he still annoyed easily especially when it came to his Izzy. “Is this guy for real?” he said, glaring at Raul.
Thankfully Raul walked away from the table just then right past Angel and Romero who stared him down hard.
“Relax he does that with everyone.” Angel smirked trying to soften the moment but Romero wasn’t smiling. “I’ll go get your drinks.”
Angel hurried back to the bar area where Raul was waiting on Romero and Isabel’s drinks. “What’s that guy’s problem?”
“That was his pregnant wife you were just flirting with, you idiot. Will you stop laying on the flirting shit so thick and just take orders like a normal waiter?” Angel reached for the tray with the two drinks for Romero and Isabel. “I got this, and have Julie take over this table.”
“Are you serious?” Raul chuckled.
Angel shot him a look and Raul lifted his hands. “All right. But don’t you think that’s kind of stupid to go all cave man over something so small. I complimented his wife. He should be flattered.”
“Yeah, well he wasn’t.”
After dropping off the drinks then the tray back at the bar Angel headed to back room lost in thought. He thought about Raul’s comment. Was it stupid for Romero to get so worked up so easily? In the middle of that thought he walked into the back room where Sarah was laughing reading her text. Immediately the annoyance he’d felt earlier was back doubled. “What’s so funny?”
She seemed startled but attempted to play it off and shook her head. “Sydney.”
“Really? What about him?” Angel wasn’t so sure what pissed him off more. The fact that Sarah could smile so brightly over something Sydney texted her or that they’d obviously been texting all this time.
“He had sent a text earlier saying it should be illegal for some people to wear flip flops. Then just now he sent a picture he took of the guy’s feet he was talking about.” She put her hand over her mouth to stifle a laugh. “His toes are all nasty and hairy.”
Angel couldn’t even force a smile. “How long has he been stuck at the airport?”
“I don’t know—couple of hours I think,” she said, still smiling.
“And he’s been texting you all this time?” Angel opened the back cabinet to put on a baseball cap with the restaurant’s logo.
He glanced back at her. The smile was gone. “No he hasn’t, Angel. I said he’d sent me that text about the guys feet earlier. I got caught up with what I was doing I hadn’t even responded just now when I got the picture.”
“I was just asking a question, Sarah. No need to get all defensive.”
“I’m not getting defensive.”
Angel put the cap on and hurried to the door. “All right you’re not.” He stalked out before he blew up. Fuck! He was better than this. It was stupid to go all cave man on her but he couldn’t help it.
Luckily Romero flagged him down as soon as he saw him. Manny, Aida and Max were sitting with them now.
“I wasn’t there,” Manny said as Angel walked up to their table was. “But this guy was. Hey, Angel, tell Izzy about the time Romero burned his eyebrow off trying to light that bonfire at the beach. You should’ve seen him,” Manny turned back to Isabel. “And then he wouldn’t shave off the other one so he wouldn’t look so stupid with only one eyebrow so he walked around for weeks like this.” Manny covered one eyebrow with his finger and wheezed in laughter. Aida snorted and Romero rolled his eyes. After a few minutes with those guys, Angel snapped out of his mood—a little.
CHAPTER 3
The doctor had confirmed what they already knew. Sarah was pregnant. With the twelve week mark long behind them now everyone knew and they’d even made it through the not so wonderful part of being pregnant—the first trimester.
It hadn’t actually been too bad. The physical symptoms weren’t nearly as bad as the raging hormones. Sarah cried at the drop of a pin, and even though it didn’t annoy Angel nearly as much as it bothered him, he’d always hated to see her cry, Sarah admitted she was getting on her own nerves.
Understandably even Angel had gotten choked up when they first heard the heartbeat. But weeks later Angel’s heart nearly stopped when she suddenly jerked awake in the middle of the night only to tell him she’d felt the baby move. That was just the beginning. A few weeks later the leg cramps in the middle of the night started; the first was the scariest. She yelped in pain nearly stopping is heart again and when he got the light on he saw her leg in the air.
“Cramp!” Was the only thing she said. Her agonized expression told him the rest. Luckily, both Isabel and Grace had recently mentioned this. Both Sal and Romero had had to come to their rescue by massaging down the cramped area so Angel jumped on it, attacking that cramped muscle on her leg like it was the enemy. He massaged with conviction glancing back as his poor wife as her expression slowly soothed.
After that he had it down. The moment it hit again he didn’t even have to turn on the lights. Though the amount of times it happened decreased once they looked into what was needed to avoid them. As much as Angel had prayed Sarah would finally be pregnant he never imagined it would be so nerve wracking, until things took a completely unexpected turn.