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We both knew full well she’d probably have a new craving by next week, but I didn’t bother disagreeing. After all, I fancied myself a man of some smarts.
Ever since Cass and I had gotten back from our insane trip to Florida a few days ago and she’d seemingly sorted out her irrational feelings about needing to change her crazy ways before our son was born, things had been going pretty fucking smoothly.
I hadn’t once felt the terror of wondering if my wife was going to cut off my balls with a kitchen knife, and it seemed as if a weight had been lifted off Cass’s shoulders.
Sure, she still bitched at me. Still busted my balls every day, but it wasn’t at the horrifying intensity I had been facing prior to our impromptu spring break/bachelor and bachelorette party/gender reveal party/ER fiasco/honeymoon.
Somehow, some way, all that crazy shit had only managed to make us stronger, happier, more relaxed.
And it also made me want to remind my beautiful, insane wife that I meant what I said. Being parents didn’t mean we had to change. Sure, we’d have a kid and we’d have more responsibilities, but we would always still be us.
A lot would change when our son was born, but at the same time, nothing would change.
We’ll still be Cassie and Thatch. We’ll still be wild and crazy and fluffing awesome.
And we’d still be the best fucking prank team that ever lived.
Which was exactly why, besides the Italian takeout, I’d managed to pick up one more thing on my way home.
“I got a surprise for you, honey.”
With a mouthful of spaghetti, Cass turned to look at me. “Whath ish ith?”
I chuckled, pulled a box out of the inside pocket of my suit jacket, and handed it to her.
“You bought me a cell phone?” she asked once she finished chewing.
I shook my head. “I bought us a burner phone.”
Her eyes brightened with the kind of mischief that I loved so much. “And who will we be using this burner phone on?”
I shrugged. “I was thinking we’d start out easy…”
“Wes and Kline?”
I smirked. “Exactly.”
“Oh, fluff yes!” she cheered, fist-pumping the phone into the air. “You’re the best husband ever!”
“Yes. Yes, I am,” I agreed and winked at her.
“And do you already have a plan in mind or…?”
I shook my head. “Oh no, honey. I’m letting you take the reins on this one. You decide our plan of attack.”
She laughed like an evil villain getting ready to destroy the world.
“I take it you already have a great idea?”
Cass nodded. “Wes Lancaster is the first prank victim on our list.”
“And the prank?”
“Quinn Bailey has a secret baby momma, and she reaches out to his team’s owner to try to track him down.”
Quinn Bailey was the quarterback for the New York Mavericks—aka Wes Lancaster’s team. Her plan was fucking diabolical and might quite possibly drive my best friend temporarily insane.
I loved everything about it.
