I wrinkled my nose at her. “You know I can’t drink that!”
“Sure you can. There isn’t any alcohol in mine.”
“There isn’t?” I was so damn thirsty I grabbed it from her hand and gulped down half the contents before it dawned on me why she wasn’t drinking tequila in her margarita. “Wait! Are you pregnant?”
“Yeah.” She beamed at me. “We just found out this morning.”
“Ohmigosh!” I squealed. I tried to climb out of the pool to give her a hug, but I couldn’t quite swing it.
“Careful, baby.” One of Quinn’s warm hands wrapped around my waist. “I’ve got you.”
He always had. From that very first day.
Curious about Weston & Aspen? I’m Yours, Baby is their story. And you can read about Xander and Calista in Safe With Me, Baby.