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Logan sighs dramatically but finds the banana bread and begins cutting off a slice. “I was exaggerating.”

“Clearly. But it’s still for Essie. You have plenty.”

“Ugh, fine.”

I chuckle as I begin to wash dishes. “Do you mind helping me clean up once you’re done eating? I don’t want Lake to come home to a dirty kitchen.”

“Sure.”

For a few minutes, we stay in companionable silence before Logan breaks it. “You’re really worried about him, aren’t you?”

I shoot Logan a look. “Aren’t you?”

“Sure, but I don’t know. I have a good feeling. I think this appointment will go well.”

“It’s not just the appointment. It’s work too. I know Lake’s trying to let it play out for a while before he goes back to the higher-ups, but it’s clear he’s being punished, and it’s taking its toll. He’s exhausted, Lo. He needs his rest. Not to mention, the morning sickness started.”

Logan puts down the tray of cookies he’s packing up and closes the distance between us. He opens up his arms and I eagerly fall into them. There’s something about being in Logan’s arms that makes me feel safe and secure.

“It’s bothering me too, Ev. But Lake’s a grown ass man with a very successful career. You know we have to let him handle this on his own.”

I sigh and rest my head against Logan’s chest, breathing in his scent. He smells of a mixture of the faded scent of his cologne, a little bit of sweat, and bananas. On anyone else, it probably would’ve been terrible, but I couldn’t get enough right now.

“Yeah, I know, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

Logan laughs as he rests his chin on the top of my head. That used to annoy the shit outta me. I’m not even short, so how is it possible he can do that? But now, I kind of like it. I feel claimed, in the best way possible.

“No, you definitely don’t have to like it.”

Lake gets home shortly after we packed up and divided my stress baking spree, and we’re now killing time watching TV while we wait. Logan has taken a shower but now looks even hotter wearing nothing but a worn pair of gray sweatpants. Lake looks entirely too serious for someone who’s first ultrasound went well. And I know it went well because we had River spying for us. We figured Cooper would get the news right away, especially if it was good news, since he’s Avery’s best friend. So Logan and I asked River to text us if he heard anything, good or bad. That way we could be prepared. River texted us twenty minutes ago with a thumbs up emoji and anall good.

“Lake, sweetheart? What’s the matter? Did something else happen at the appointment?”

Lake looks up, startled. It’s like he just saw Logan and me for the first time since walking in the door.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t even see you guys. I was thinking.”

Logan and I stand in unison and instantly enclose Lake in our arms. I have no idea what’s going on in his head, but I know physically feeling our support will help him. When we first met Lake a few months ago, he seemed to shy away from too much physical touch, but as it turns out, from Logan and me, he can’t get enough. He’s always seeking us out, and I honestly can’t get enough of it.

“Do you wanna tell us what’s wrong, Little Bird?” Lake scrunches his nose in confusion.

“What would be wrong?”

“We don’t know, sweetheart. You came home very contemplative. River told us the appointment went well, but is there something he doesn’t know about?”

Lake shakes his head. His voice is a little muffled since he’s squished in between us, but I can understand him just well once he begins to talk. “No, the appointment went perfectly. The baby is developing normally for a fetus at this stage. We were able to hear the heartbeat.”

“That’s fantastic, Lake.”

“Yeah, hopefully one day, you’ll be able to come to the appointment with us. I think you’ll enjoy it.”

“We’d love that.”

“If it’s not the appointment, whatcha thinking so hard about, Little Bird?”

Lake flushes, and I instantly know he’s thinking about something sexual. It’s the only time Lake gets even remotely embarrassed. “I’m just trying to decide if this is a good time to ask for penatrative sex.”

“Fuck, Lake. Are you serious?” Logan’s behind me and pulls me tighter, grinding into me. Since he’s only wearing sweatpants, I can feel his bulge as it slides up and down my ass, even with clothes on.

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