“Here,” she says softly, passing me a cup.
I lift my brows in question.
“Flat Sprite.” A shrug. “Luna’s grandma swore by it for tummy problems.”
“Thanks,” I whisper then go for a joke. “Is tummy problems right up there with titties for words real people don’t use?”
Bri grins, but her eyes are full of concern. “Probably,” she says.
“You feel ready to get up?” Faye asks softly.
I nod, and she helps me to my feet, Kailey and Luna flanking me.
“Who knew we could fit this many women in one tiny bathroom?” I attempt to joke.
Faye squeezes my shoulder and Kailey smiles.
But no one laughs, least of all Luna.
She just marches me over to the couch and pushes me down onto the cushions. Then plunks her hands on her hips. “Spill.” A beat. “Immediately.”
I should refuse, just on principle alone.
But when I open my mouth, I don’t demure. Instead, I blurt, “I’m pregnant.”
And…
Silence.
Luna, no surprise, is the first to recover. “It’s Leo’s?”
I close my eyes, hate that a tear escapes, slipping from the corner of my eye and drifting down my cheek. “Yeah,” I whisper.
Faye sucks in a breath.
“I know,” I say, still whispering, “and maybe I should…you know.” I close my eyes for a moment. “It would certainly be less complicated, especially considering he’s with someone else. But”—I press my palm to my stomach—“I just can’t.”
“You’re keeping it,” Kailey murmurs.
I nod, even though I hadn’t known the answer myself until that moment. “Yes.”
“Does Leo know?” Faye asks gently.
I nod again. “I only found out yesterday, and he happened to be there asking me to cater a birthday party for his girlfriend?—”
“Excuse me?” Luna asks, her tone deadly serious.
I wave a hand like that wasn’t important when, in fact, it was very important.
Very important.
“Anyway, Leo is on board with whatever I decide, and I can’t really say for sure until I see my doctor next week. I mean”—I nibble at my bottom lip—“things might not be right and then I’ll be worrying for nothing.”
Luna sinks down beside me, the anger leaving her eyes. “Leo’s on board with whatever you decide?”
I nod. “Yeah.”
“Is he going with you to the doctor’s appointment?”
