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“Yeah, well, your son likes to do things on his own time. He can’t be rushed. Sound familiar?”

He smiled.

“He was seven pounds, six ounces, and he was twenty inches long.”

“That must have felt nice coming out of your tiny pussy.”

My mouth dropped open. “Oh my God! You can’t say things like that to me!”

“What, Mom? What is he saying?”

“Yeah, Mom,” he teased. “What am I saying?”

“Nothing!” I shouted to Ben. “Why don’t you go long?”

“Okay!”

“I’m serious, Jax. You can’t say stuff like that to me.”

“Try to stop me, Sophie.”

I rolled my eyes. “Anyway, if you must know. I barely tore. I only needed three stitches. Happy?”

“Depends. Did you get a daddy stitch too?”

I was taken aback. “How do you know about the daddy stitch?”

“Locker room talk.”

“Ah. Speaking of, how’s it feel to be back in Fort Worth?”

“Like I never left.”

“Your parents know you’re back?”

“I don’t want to talk about my parents.”

“Good to know things that haven’t changed with you and them.”

“How’s your mom?”

“Let’s change the subject.”

“Does she know about our marriage?”

“Our fake marriage,” I reminded, knowing he needed to hear it. “I haven’t told her yet.”

“What are you waiting for?”

“The earth to fall so I don’t have to go through with it.”

“Don’t hold your breath, Soph.”

I rolled my eyes again.

“Was Ben a good baby?”

“He was the best.” I smiled, thinking about how adorable and chubby he was as a newborn. “He slept through the night almost immediately. He was always a good eater. Only cried when he needed a diaper change and loved to cuddle. I was very lucky.”

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