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“You’re right.” He grabbed his phone and snapped a picture of the onesie before texting it to Reagan. I peeked over his shoulder at what he wrote.
How do you feel about being a big sister?
Omg, yes! That’s so amazing. I’m going to be the best big sister.
Of course you are.
Especially since the baby is already a Lady Gaga fan. Has good taste. ;)
Huh?
Lady Gaga calls her fans Little Monsters. Didn’t you know that?
Still peeking over Christian’s shoulder, I laughed. “Good thing I like Gaga.”
Christian reached back to hook his fingers in my jeans pocket. “And good thing I adore you.”
A couple minutes later, a call came through from the Chief, inviting us to meet baby Caden in a couple days. “Just a head’s up, invitations will be going out soon. We’re going to do our wedding over the summer and the reception at my brother Mason’s restaurant The Mason Jar. He’ll be coming to see the baby with you guys too.”
Christian put the call on speaker so I could squeal into the phone. “We’re so excited for you guys.”
“Thanks.” Jared sounded positively thrilled. “It’s about time, right? You two should move faster than the glacial pace we did.”
“Uh, we have no problem with that,” I said jauntily. “Considering the way we got together.”
Christian shot me a look, but Jared only laughed.
“That’s true.”
“Oh, and this is still a secret, I think, since we just found out, but considering your job brought us together you should know first. We’re having a baby.” I kissed Christian’s cheek as he reeled. “But you didn’t hear that from me.”
“Congratulations! Too bad there wasn’t time for a did they have sex poll.”
“Yeah, we already discussed that with Bonnie. Too bad,” Christian muttered.
“Hey, we should do a poll on the baby’s sex.”
“Go to it. Just know he or she is already a Lady Gaga fan.” I swallowed a laugh as Christian’s eyebrows drew together.
Teasing him was basically my favorite thing.
“Um, okay? Well, in any case, happy for you guys. Another CCPD baby on the way.”
We clicked off and grinned at each other like fools. “Damn straight.”
TWENTY-THREE
“Not now, Gillian.”I rushed through the kitchen, stacking to go trays on the stainless steel tables.
She stood almost too close, then slicked one long, wicked nail along her sharp cheek to tuck her hair behind her ear. She always made sure to highlight her dramatic eyes. Who the hell needed that much warpaint for work? Or perfume.
I would never understand women.
“Mason, we need to talk about the Christmas party.”
“No. That’s your job. You wanted it.” I’d been crazy to let her be the lead in planning our holiday party. I knew it was just her trying to suck up again. Gillian didn’t take no for an answer when it came to trying to get into my good graces.
Mostly because she wanted in my bed.
