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“This is payback.” Van was still talking to herself under her breath. “Just because I got pregnant up at the Lookout, now I have to be scarred by seeing breasts I shouldn’t be seeing, at least not until we’re at a sleepover. Which is probably what my bachelorette party will be since I no longer stay up past nine p.m.”
“Pregnant?” I screeched, Christian’s jacket falling from around my shoulders as I grabbed her from behind in a tackle hug. “Really? Are you sure? Oh my God, did Mav faint? He had to faint. Why didn’t he tell me, the jerk? We just went to lunch yesterday.”
“Pretty sure you’re keeping some things from him too,” she said pointedly, turning around to hug me properly.
“No, I wouldn’t.” I squeezed my eyes closed and prayed I could just be beamed out of this situation entirely to somewhere else, preferably with a bathroom.
Let’s just say I’d been far too revved up to just…stop. At this point I was concerned a stiff breeze once I stepped outside would finish me off.
“Um, hello?” My soon-to-be sister-in-law was now looking over my shoulder, most likely at Christian. At least he hadn’t undone his pants.
Which was kind of sad, now that I thought about it. I hadn’t even gotten to see what he was working with. When I told this story to Mickey, I wouldn’t have many good details—and freaking Mickey was the reason I was in this mess. She’d put bad ideas into my head.
What else was new there? At least I hadn’t taken her up on the streaking invitation.
Rather than dwelling, I patted Vanessa’s belly where she was now harboring my next niece or nephew. “You’re still a pancake. Are you sure? It’s so soon.”
“Yes, I’m sure. We went to the doctor already.”
I squealed. “You mentioned a bachelorette party. Did he propose? I’m going to kill him for leaving me out of everything, I swear. I’m supposed to be his best friend.” I peered down at Van, my mouth tugging downward. “Well, I guess not anymore, now that you’re here.”
“Aww, you’re still his best friend. We’re so new.”
“And getting married? And having a baby?”
“Why wait?” She nudged me aside as Christian decided to grab his jacket from the floor and vacate the premises without even so much as looking at me.
Why would he? No need for conversation, he could just tell me he watches me feed the ducks every day, then kiss me, suck on my breast and split.
Seemed like most of the guys I’d known in college, with the addition of a badge. And a cock that couldn’t belong to anyone but a fully grown man.
Hoo boy.
But Vanessa wasn’t about to let Christian ignore us. “Um, hey there. What were you doing with Honey?”
He ignored her and went back to his desk while I poked Vanessa’s side about two hundred times. Did she have to make this awkwardness worse?
Of course she did, because that was one of Van’s superpowers.
She trailed after Christian so I had little choice but to trail after her. “I asked you a question, jerk,” she said loudly.
“I’d say it was obvious. Now if you don’t mind, I have work.”
“Oh, do you now? You have work.” Van whirled around and leaned up to grip my shoulders. “Didn’t you just interview here?”
“Yes.”
“Just today?” Vanessa gasped and shook me surprisingly forcefully considering her small stature.
“No, yesterday.” I bit my lip and lowered my voice. “But we know each other. We’ve been…around.”
“You’ve been around? Is that a euphemism for fucking?”
“Knock it off,” Christian snapped from his desk. “Not all of us do that immediately.”
“Oh, right. She had an interview yesterday. Reasonable wait time. And what if she gets the job? What then? You know the Chief will never go for fraternization when it’s so important to keep clear heads—and hands.” She covered her face with her hands, and I winced, just imagining what she must be envisioning behind her eyes.
Damn Mickey and her extremely bad ideas. I didn’t even get a damn orgasm out of the deal.
