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“Of course,” he drawled. A silky, rich, lazy sound that she already loved. “And if we have a daughter, I swear, Chay, I’m locking her up till she’s fifty. ”
“If you lock her up, she won’t be able to find a Harley-riding hellion to steal her heart,” she teased, laughing.
“My point exactly, sweetheart. My point exactly. ”
Before Chaya could reply, Dawg stepped out of the Nauti Nights, pushed his fingers through his mussed hair, and threw them both an irritated look.
“Take your mushy crap back behind closed doors,” he grumbled, the scowl on his face boding ill for daring to get in his way.
Chaya watched him in surprise as Natches arched a brow.
“Problems, Dawg?” he asked.
Dawg grunted. “I’m calling her brother; maybe he can force that hardheaded little minx to listen to reason. She sure as hell isn’t listening to me. ”
“About what?” Chaya asked him.
“She needs to go to the damned doctor,” he snarled. “Three weeks now and she’s sick more often than not. She’s tired all the damned time, and she refuses to go to the doctor. Just looks at me like she wants to rip my head off or something. ”
Worry strained the thin, tight-lipped expression on his face.
Chaya grinned and he glared at her. “She’s sick. ”
“It’s normal. ” She rolled her eyes at his look.
The thought of it still cracked her up. Crista Mackay had been complaining of her ailment the night she, Kelly, and Maria Mackay had been at the boat.
“The hell it is. She never gets sick. ”
“She does if she’s pregnant. ”
Natches tensed, but Dawg froze. He stared back at her, his lips parting, then closing a second before she swore he almost stumbled as he stood still staring at her.
“She’s what?”
Chaya frowned. “I thought she knew. With the morning sickness—she said it wasn’t fair you weren’t sick, too. ” She had known, hadn’t she? Chaya asked herself. “Doesn’t she know?”
Dawg lifted a hand toward the door, and she swore it was shaking. Then he turned back to her and swallowed tightly.
“Damn. ” His voice was almost weak. “Are you sure?”
Chaya stared back at him in surprise. “Sure she’s pregnant?” She laughed. “No, but N
atches bought no less than three of those tests he slipped out last night to get. We won’t need the last two. You’re welcome to them. ”
Dawg’s gaze sharpened. “You’re . . . ?” He couldn’t seem to say the words.
“Pregnant?” Natches drawled in amusement. “So the test says. ”
Dawg looked back inside the houseboat, looked to Chaya, then at Natches, and she swore he paled.
“What if she has a girl?” he almost wheezed. “Oh hell. A Mackay daughter? Natches, what will we do?”
“Lock her up till she’s fifty. ” Natches laughed as Chaya butted her elbow into his tight stomach. “We’ll lock them up till they’re fifty, Dawg, because I don’t think I would survive it. ”
“A baby?” Dawg shook his head, blinked, then without another word, turned and went back into the houseboat.
“A dollar says she’s dressed and headed to the doctor in the next hour. ” Natches chuckled.
