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Tori groaned. “I would kill for a solid crab rangoon.” Kat hurried into the kitchen and found the menu, bringing it back.

“Good, because that was my choice, too,” she said. “Open that drawer on the side table, there’s a piece of paper and a pen, we’ll just write it all down and I’ll call in.”

Tori and I looked at her like she’d lost her mind. “What kind of place doesn’t have an app these days?” Tori asked, wrinkling her nose at the idea of having to make a phone call.

“This is literally the first time I’ve seen this, even in Lockwood,” I agreed.

Kat shrugged. “They’re a bit behind the times but they’re amazing, so it makes up for it. At least they take cards and deliver,” she pointed out. “We’ve been eating there my whole life, it’s normal to me now.”

We passed around the menu, adding our items to the list until it was insanely long. No one batted an eye when Kat called it in and told us the total, splitting it four ways. We all threw our money down or sent it through on our phones.

“Now that food is out of the way, I believe I should be seeing some pictures. I’m about to be an auntie, after all,” Tori said, bringing the conversation right back to me.

I gave her an unapologetic shrug and gestured to Ludwig. “Sorry I can’t move, Ludwig is comfy.” He was now sprawled out on my lap, soaking in every single scratch I was giving him. The little guy was purring loud enough to fill the room with the noise. “You can grab it out of my purse. I brought it to show you guys.” I only added the last part after a chorus of protests.

‘You’re a brat,” Tori muttered as she leaped off of the couch and snatched my purse from the kitchen table. She pulled out the long string of black and white ultrasound images.

She stared for a few moments before letting out a frustrated sigh. “I have no idea what I’m looking at.” Tori twisted the pictures around to every angle, trying to figure it out.

“It looks like a little bean,” Kat said, glancing over her shoulder. “There’s the head, right?” She looked at me for confirmation and I leaned over to see.

“It is,” I agreed. “The baby was just moving a lot so the face is a bit blurred. They’ll get better the further along I am.”

“Oh, I see it now,” Tori agreed. “Damn, that’s a big head. RIP to your vagina, girl.”

I rolled my eyes. “According to my app the baby is only the size of a plum. Don’t insult my little bean.”

“Sorry, not sorry,” Serenity offered. “I’m sure it’ll be cute when it’s here. For now, this is a bit freaky.”

“Just wait until the 3D ultrasounds. They had some pictures up on the wall to show the difference and they looked like little aliens. You can see their features better with those at least.”

“Are you guys going to find out who the dad is?” Serenity asked curiously. “I was wondering how that worked with bigger packs. You have two options, right?”

“You can’t rule out the twins just because it’s a single baby,” Kat said. “Betas may not be able to get you pregnant as easily, but it’s still possible. And twins don’t have twins every time.”

“Unless there’s a medical reason why we need to, I don’t think we will,” I said. “Who knows, it could be obvious. If the baby comes out with inky black hair and bright-blue eyes we could pretty much tell that Ezra is the dad.”

“Or if it’s a blondie it could be the twins,” Kat pointed out. “I just think it would be hilarious for them to be the father. Ez would be so frustrated.”

“Collin has amazing hazel eyes,” Tori added. “That would be a dead giveaway.”

“It’s kind of like Fight Club. Nobody talks about who the father is,” I joked. “You know they’ll spend the first few years of the baby’s life fighting back and forth over who they look like now.”

“That’s, honestly, the best way to do it,” Kat said. “Then you don’t get any animosity between the guys.”

“You couldn’t look at a little newborn and have any frustration and jealousy regardless,” Serenity protested. “It’s like they have a built-in defense mechanism against negativity. Though, I always intend to be the fun aunt. I don’t think I want kids for myself.”

“No pack, no kids,” Kat scoffed. “What a great life.”

“Don’t knock it until you try it,” she shot back.

Honestly, I couldn’t imagine Serenity as a mom, with or without a pack. She could be an amazing one if she wanted to, but she also loved being independent and able to do what she wanted. That was not exactly something that came easily with being a mother.

“This entire conversation is calling me wildly single. Can we talk about something else for now?” Kat whined as she snatched the whiskey this time. She pointedly pushed the sparkling juice my way. “Sorry, girl, you don’t get to drink this again for several more months.”

“Hey, you said no more baby talk,” I teased as I took a drink of the sweet, bubbly liquid.

“So, Mom dropped by yesterday,” Tori said, dropping that bombshell. As far as switching topics, it was definitely effective. Apparently, we were going from one heavy conversation to the next tonight.

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