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Bandit happily chewed, and his little nubby tail wagged.
“You’re both traitors,” I sighed. And those biscuits were good enough to cry over.
“What is going on with you?” Shelby demanded. “You’re going to get Charlie back tonight, and you’re worried about a biscuit.”
“I’m hungry.”
“He’s taking you to the diner where they have food,” she pointed out. “Literally grab a snack, and let’s go figure out what you are going to wear.”
“I’m wearing my black knit sweater and black leggings.”
Shelby reared back. “Are you going to a funeral or out to dinner?”
“Dinner,” I huffed.
“So let’s find you something a little more fun to wear to the meal you’re going to reunite with your one true love,” she suggested. “Maybe something yellow?”
So I could look like a big yellow blob during dinner? Hard pass. “I’m not wearing yellow. I’m not wearing anything but the clothes I have laying on the bed.” How many times did I have to tell her I knew what I was wearing?
“Come on,” she cried. “For me? Remember how you helped me get dressed when I went and got my man? It was fun,” she cheered.
“Uh, I’m pretty sure that was right when Charlie broke up with me.” I pursed my lips and laughed. “Really was the time of my life.” I had helped Shelby with Wilder because those two were meant for each other, and I was doing anything I could to distract myself from my broken heart.
“Just take this off.” She reached for the hem of my sweater and lifted it up. “I promise it won’t–.” Her eyes bugged out when her hand collided with my stomach.
My very pregnant stomach.
I jumped back and ripped my sweater out of her hand.
“Missy,” she whispered.
“I’ve been eating too many biscuits. I need to get back into the gym to get rid of my pooch,” I lamely explained.
“Missy,” she repeated.
I closed my eyes and prayed to god that he would strike Shelby dumb right then and there. “Get my six-pack back, you know? Maybe sit-ups and crunches will do the trick.”
“Or a few hours in the hospital delivering my niece or nephew,” she cried. “Missy Clark, you are pregnant!”
I cringed and waved my hand. “Keep it down,” I whispered. “My whole building doesn’t need to know.”
She stepped to me and boldly laid her hands on my stomach. “Missy, you are pregnant.”
I was fully aware of it. I was hiding it from everyone, but I knew. “Yeah.”
She looked up at me. “Why the heck didn’t you tell me?” she demanded. “This is the most amazing thing ever.”
“Is it?” I asked. “Some might not think breaking up with your boyfriend and then finding out you are pregnant with his baby is a great thing.” Don’t get me wrong, I had fully come to terms with being a mom, but I still wasn’t ready to let the whole world in on that secret. “You can’t tell anyone,” I ordered. “Not even Wilder.”
“Uh, well, I don’t think you’re going to be able to keep this a secret much longer, Missy. You have to be at least twenty weeks.”
I wrinkled my nose and shook my head. “Only seventeen weeks. Nugget seems to be growing at their own pace.”
“Nugget?” she laughed. “That’s what you’re calling him?”
“Or her,” I clarified. “I haven’t found out what I’m having yet.” And I wasn’t sure I was going to find out. I was kind of liking the idea of it being a surprise when they popped out. “Dr. McGee knows, but I told her not to tell me.”
“You didn’t want Dr. Jones to deliver your baby?”
