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“Tea? As in the pregnancy tea?”

I looked over at them. “I guess. It’s just tea in our realm. We drink it to help with pregnancy sickness, sure. But it also helps you to just feel better.”

The twins looked from me up to Vaughn. “Double congratulations?” the other said a little hesitantly.

“Oh! Yeah,” I said. “I’m pregnant.” I looked up at Vaughn. “I didn’t think we were keeping it a secret.”

Vaughn smiled down at me. “We’re not if you don’t wish to. Since you just told Raiden and Ramsey, I have to think you didn’t.”

I shrugged. “I don’t see why not. I mean, unless the baby ends up being fae, I’m pretty sure I’ll start showing soon. I only have four months anyway.” I saw the color drain from one of the twins’ faces before he looked up at Vaughn. “What?” I asked.

“Does he know the issues with carrying a gargoyle baby?”

“He does. I understand your concern though, Raiden. Dr. King was unable to tell just yet, as Lewis was only a few days along at that point.” Raiden looked confused. “It’s a story that we’re not sharing, so don’t ask.”

I smiled, thankful that my mate wasn’t going to tell everyone that my hip was almost dislocated during my heat. They didn’t need to know. It wasn’t anyone’s business but ours and Dr. King’s.

We finally made it to the clearing that was Council Square, and the building that the bakery was in came into view. Only it looked different. It was twice the size, and now there was a blue-and-white striped awning over the front of the right side of the building.

“Is it that close, or is it attached to the bakery?” I asked.

“It’s one building. There isn’t a door between the two places inside, but they are in the same building.”

I guess that was certainly right next to the bakery. As we approached, I could easily see quite a few people inside both places. I couldn’t see into the bakery well enough to tell if Beau was there or not, but I was certainly going to check before we left.

“Again, congratulations, and enjoy your day,” the twins said before they waved and headed toward the council building.

“Thank you.” Vaughn and I waved, and then he ushered me toward the bakery and café. “Which would you like to go to first?” Vaughn asked.

“I want to eat,” I told him. He’d not had anything, and the crackers and banana had already worn off. I needed to eat something else. And I knew that if Beau was in the bakery, it was going to be a bit before we could get away and I could have my breakfast. Even if I told him we needed to go, I knew Beau. He was going to talk. And gush. And be excited for us, but it would delay us getting our meal.

Vaughn opened the door for me, and I stepped inside, not sure what to expect. The scents that greeted me weren’t unpleasant, and although it had looked crowded from the main pathway, it actually wasn’t too busy once we were inside. There were still plenty of tables left, as well as several booths along the side wall.

“Do you want to order with me? Or would you prefer to go find a table or booth?”

I didn’t recognize a single person in here. I didn’t know where they’d come from, but it was obvious they’d come from somewhere. But where? I pointed over to the far wall. “I’ll come with you,” I said. “I’d still like what I’d mentioned earlier if they have it, but since this place is new, I’m not sure what they offer.”

Vaughn pulled me closer, and I leaned into his side as we walked up to the counter. It was set up much like the bakery was. There was a sign that said “Order Here,” but there wasn’t a pickup spot. The person in front of us placed their order and then went and sat down.

“Hi there. You two are new. What can I get for you?”

I was busy looking up at the menu and was thrilled when I saw most of what I wanted was a number three. “Can I get a number three? But I also want toast for my eggs, so can I add toast?” I asked the girl.

She nodded. “Yep. How do you want the eggs?”

“Over easy to medium. I want some runny for the toast.”

She smiled. “You got it. And to drink?”

“Orange juice? Do you have that?”

“Sure do.” She pushed several buttons on the screen before she smiled at me, then looked up at Vaughn. “And for you?”

“I’ll take the number one, please. And I’d like orange juice with it as well.”

“Tall or short?”

“Tall.”