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“It’s done. I’m the one who made the stupid decisions. Thank God she forgave me fully,” I tell him honestly.
“She’s happy. My Peach Princess is the happiest I’ve ever seen her. Thank you for that.”
“That’s my life goal, her happiness. ‘Til my last breath.”
He smiles, gripping my shoulder affectionately, our little heart to heart coming to an end.
“I’ll see you at brunch. I’m going to go spend some time with Claire before she leaves me again for your brother.”
“The offer still stands. You can have her if you want her!” I call to his back as he goes inside.
“Are you trying to give Claire away again?” Bizzy comes around the side yard, waddling toward me.
“No one will take her.”
“She may get a complex one day.”
Bizzy tries to keep a straight face, but we both laugh
at the same time.
“Okay, she’ll never get a complex,” Bizzy admits.
“What are you doing out here?”
“I needed to talk to you for a minute alone.” She comes to stand in front of me, taking my hand in hers. She spins my ring until it’s at my knuckle.
“What are you doing?”
“I noticed the tan line on your finger the other day, but I didn’t get a chance to ask you about it.”
“Tan line?” I know exactly where she’s going with this, so I avoid meeting her eyes.
“Nicky, look at me.”
When I do, I’m busted.
“I knew it! You got married in Greece!”
“Yeah, we did, but we’d prefer to keep it quiet. A lot of feelings may get hurt.”
“But you couldn’t tell me?” she asks in a wounded voice.
Now I feel like shit. Bizzy hurt is one of my undoings, but Bizzy pregnant and upset could kill me, so I decide to tell her the truth and hope she understands. “Biz, it was something between us. When I went to Greece back in January, I wasn’t leaving her there with any doubts about the level of my devotion. It was a commitment ceremony.”
Her eyes start to shine, and she pounces on me, her large stomach hitting me first. I grunt, stepping back at the force.
“I’m so happy for you!” she cries into my chest.
Relief washes through me that she’s not crying for another reason.
“Thank you.” I kiss the top of her head.
“When I have this baby, I may beat your ass, but for now I’ll be excited.”
“You may have that baby today if you bump me like that again,” I tease her and then yelp when she pinches my side.
“Don’t be a shithead. I’m perfectly fine.”
