“I don’t know. Right now, it sort of reminds me of an alien invasion without the anal probe.”
“Oh, it’s early yet. That happens too.” Her giggle at my horrified expression somehow made me laugh too.
When Lucky strolled toward us with a plate of food, I nearly salivated. But before I could praise him for his manly hunting and gathering skills, his jaw went slack as he realized Lu and I were gigging together.
Oddly, I felt proud. As if I was a weirdo little kid who had somehow learned how to make a girlfriend.
Lucky stopped at my side. “Are you okay?”
“Yes?”
“Are you unsure?”
“No?”
Luna shook her head, laughing at us. “You two are so cute I literally cannot stand it. I need another cupcake, and then I’m going to find my husband. It’s time to get jiggy with it.”
“There aren’t any poles on site.” Lucky’s expression was entirely serious.
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“I’ll see if I can manage to dance without one, Luckster.” Luna patted his chest before plucking another cupcake off the tray and dancing away.
Speaking of plucking, I stole a cube of Monterey Jack from Lucky’s plate and popped it in my mouth. I moaned as if he’d dropped down to the floor and lifted my dress to go to town.
His eyebrows hiked toward his hairline. “That was nearly pornographic.”
“Nearly? I can do better.” Without moderating my volume, I let out a breathy moan that had him dragging me against him with a look of consternation.
My giggling fit was epic.
“Now I really think you’re not okay. Tish Burns, giggling?”
“Well, this is a day for firsts. By the way, Blondie says we’re having a boy.”
Lucky had picked the wrong time to bite into a pickle spear. His eyes blew wide as he choked. I whaled on his back until he was breathing normally.
“What?” he wheezed.
I couldn’t help laughing again. “Sorry. I’m not great at picking my moment.”
“Says you. I think you’re absolutely incredible at everything. Including growing babies.”
I narrowed my eyes at him as a dangerous glow spread in my chest. I didn’t know what to make of it so I ignored it. “Is this because your possible offspring could be male, thereby fulfilling some adolescent penis fantasy of tossing the old pigskin with your progeny?”
“All those words equal yes to me.”
Grinning at him was faintly ridiculous at this point. After all, Rome was burning, and Rome was actually in my midsection.
Ugh, acid reflux too? This whole pregnancy thing was already a sham.
That didn’t stop me from consuming more cheese. I’d never been so fond of a dairy product in my life.
“Why don’t we go sit down? You can eat—wow, you’re on that already.”
So what if I was plowing through his plate at a speed that defied logic? I’d decided if I didn’t have time to process how the food was landing inside me, I could enjoy it just fine.
“I am, and I don’t want to think about anything heavy right now.” I lowered my voice. “I know we have stuff to discuss and to—”