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Considering how committed our husbands were to building our families, I had a feeling this was something she was going to deal with for as long as she worked with either of us. But that didn’t stop me from pointing out, “This is the first time you’ve ever called me for anything.”
“True,” she conceded. “But the point still stands.”
“And so does my question.”
“I’ll confirm with the casting producer, but I don’t think your pregnancy will impact their decision unless your due date conflicts with the filming schedule. When are you due?” she asked.
My lips curved into a sappy grin as I replied, “I’m just past the first trimester.”
There was a tapping sound in the background before she said, “That should be fine. Filming starts next month, and they only plan on it lasting for six weeks.”
“Next month?” I echoed softly.
“Yes, they already have the other two judges lined up, as well as the host and contestants.”
My brows drew together. “That’s very…quick.”
“You’re a last-minute replacement.”
I laughed softly. “Ah, now it all makes sense.”
“Being picked last doesn’t matter as long as you make the final cut,” she pointed out.
“Good point,” I agreed. “But I’ll need to talk to my husband before I commit. We’re in the middle of football season, and we have a toddler at home. His schedule is jam-packed right now, so I’ll need help.”
“Please let Clay know that you’ll be filming in the city, so you should still be able to cheer him on for home games.”
“Good, because I probably would have turned down the offer otherwise.” I shot my husband a smile as he padded into my studio. “My family comes first, always.”
With Clay nibbling on my neck, I barely croaked out an “okay” when Amanda told me that she needed an answer within forty-eight hours. After dropping my phone onto my desk, I twined my arms around his neck and gave myself up to his kiss as he claimed my mouth.
When he finally lifted his head, he asked, “Who was on the phone?”
“Hmm?” I asked, my eyes slowly blinking open.
He tapped his finger against my cell with a smile. “When I came in, you were telling someone that family always comes first.”
“Oh, yes. That.” I beamed him a huge smile. “It was Wrenley’s agent, Amanda.”
He tilted his head to the side and pursed his lips. “What does she want with you?”
“She got an offer for me to be a judge on a new reality television show.” I bounced on my feet. “Filming starts next month, only lasts six weeks, and is happening here. But I’ll still need some extra help for a little while.”
“Shit.” He scraped his palms over his face. “How much do you want to do it?”
“So, so much.” I rubbed my hands together in excitement. “You know how much I love those kinds of shows.”
“I do,” he sighed, shaking his head. “I just don’t like the idea of all the guys who will become obsessed with you once they see you on their television screens.”
“Now you sound like Jordan every time Wrenley does a photo shoot or show. If your best friend can pull up his big boy pants for his wife, then so can you,” I chided.
“I suppose I can,” he drawled, reaching out to rest his hand over my belly. “And at least you should start to show before filming begins, especially since it’s twins this time around.”
I wiggled the fingers on my left hand in his face. “Even if I wasn’t, nobody would be able to miss this sucker.”
He winked at me. “I couldn’t get you a small diamond if I was going to live up to my big shot nickname.”
“We have about thirty minutes before Kat should be up. How about you demonstrate how you earned it in the first place?” I suggested, wrapping my fingers around his wrist to slide his hand lower.
