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"Fine. I will pick up. I really hate you right now."
"I can live with that. I love you darling."
She had fumed and hung up on him, but her heart had been splintering inside her chest.
"Wade is already being a nuisance. He’s called me three times since I left his damn office."
"The man is over the moon," David said with a grin. He searched her face curiously. "Are you happy?"
"Ask me when I am in my second trimester." She moved her soup around with her spoon. The plain chicken broth was settling her stomach at least. "I ordered some books online and have been reading up. I cannot for the life of me understand how women do this more than once. No wonder our mother resorted to getting high."
"That's no excuse and women have been procreating since the beginning of time. She got high because she chose to. Not because of us."
"My body is changing. My boobs will get bigger, hormones will rage and there are times when I will be a lunatic bitch on wheels. I will probably end up hating Wade and want to stab him in the eye with a dull knife." She grinned at him. "The price of carrying another human being into the world."
"And there is the upside to it."
She gave him a wry look. "Says the person who never has to go through the hell of growing a baby. I get to do all the work for fricking nine months."
"Wade started the process." He grinned at her murderous look. "I am told it's a beautiful thing and as soon as you hold that baby in your arms, the entire ordeal is no longer an issue."
"Yeah right." She snorted and took a spoonful of soup. "Do you think they were happy when we were born?" Her voice was wistful. "That they gazed at us and had tears in their eyes?"
David would have preferred not to go there, but his sister was the one who had endured the worst. She deserved some recollection time. "I would like to think so," he said carefully. "Or else why would they go back a second time?"
"It might have been a mistake." She shook her head at the look on his face. "Both times."
"Once is a mistake, twice is deliberate." He took a long swallow of his drink. "It doesn't matter now, does it?"
"No. It doesn't." She smiled and tried to relieve the tension. "I am going to have a hell of a time decorating the nursery."
"What do you think it will be?"
"I am sure Wade wants a son."
"And you?"
"I think I want a son too." She pressed a hand against her stomach. "I am carrying a baby inside me. How scary is that?"
"You are going to do great. And you have the mom thing down pat. You took care of me."
"Yeah, that's right and you were a brat." She grinned at the look he threw at her. "Okay, enough about me. Tell me about that high profile case your company caught."
"You know I cannot discuss the details."
"You are representing a senator accused of channeling funds to the Caymans, the same guy who is allegedly responsible for transporting people from Mexico."
"Alleged is the word and the guy is innocent until proven guilty."
"You don't think he is innocent."
"That's for a jury of his peers to decide. Our duty is to gather all the evidence and try and make a case, and represent him to the best of our abilities."
"It does not bother you?" she asked him curiously.
"I am not here to judge the guy."
"He seems guilty to me."
