Pit Stop: Baby! (Crescent Cove 4)

“Yeah.” Macy tightened her ever-present ponytail. “Best friends, I’d wager.”

“Well, then I definitely would have paid to see that. Ex-boss, by the way.”

“That sounds like a story. Want your usual?”

“I would love a coffee.”

“You got it.” She strode though the cafe, weaving around tables, picking up mugs and plates on her way through with an efficiency that made me tired.

I’d only been awake for a few hours and it felt as if I was slogging through molasses mid-freeze. And because I was tired of feeling useless, I grabbed a few plates on my way to the counter.

“Thanks, mocha.”

Suddenly, Macy’s face was being eaten by black dots. Plates hit the floor and the last thing I saw was Macy’s “oh, shit” face before the room went lights out.

Next thing I knew, Macy and Vee were propping me up on the couch.

“All right, there she is.” Macy’s face swam into focus.

Vee held a cool washcloth on my neck.

I shook my head. “Oh, no.”

“You scared the crap out of us, mocha. I’m thinking this isn’t the first time based on the look on your face.”

“Oh, shit.” I dropped my face into my hands. “What the hell is going on?” Tears threatened, but I managed to battle them back. Crying wouldn’t help.

Macy stood and went to the front counter. “She’s fine, people. Go back to your food.” She grabbed a bottle of water and came back to sit next to me.

“This is bottled water. Because you don’t drink the water in Crescent Cove. Unless it’s too late.” She held the bottle away from me. “Did you?”

“What? No. I…” I shook my head. “No.”

“Really? Because Gage was up at your place for a while the other day,” Vee said with a grin.

“Yeah, well, even his super sperm isn’t good enough to inseminate me in two freaking days.”

“That’s true. Maybe you just have a virus.” Vee stood up, then rubbed my arm. “You okay?”

No. I was so very far away from okay, but I waved her off. “Yes, sorry. Go ahead and do your thing.”

Vee glanced at Macy, then at me with barely concealed glee. “More babies.”

“I’m not pregnant,” I whispered.

“You sure about that?” She collapsed back on the couch next to me.

“Of course. I haven’t done anything…like that.”

Macy and Vee exchanged knowing glances while my mind spun.

Except for that crazy night in December when Gage and I were so insane for each other. We’d practically fallen on each other as if we hadn’t had sex for years. And okay, it had been awhile for me, but I still couldn’t explain it. Even after another round with him, I couldn’t begin to understand why I reacted to him like I did.

Like he was oxygen and I was starving for it.

And that first night?

We’d been insatiable.