“What’s a sommelier?” Jess asked quietly once Peter had left and their food had been served. “I know it’s something to do with wine, but…”
“It’s French,” Amy said. “It just means he’s the wine expert here.”
Jess tutted and rolled her eyes. “He could have just said that.”
Amy smiled at her friend as they started to dig into their meals, grateful that for now at least, she was able to eat without instantly feeling sick.
Frankly, she thought she was pulling off a brilliant performance. Jess was happy with the carbonara she had selected, taking a quick photo for her social media channels, and Jason was in high spirits, plowing through his steak. Meanwhile, Kai kept peeking at her out of the corner of his eye. It was subtle, the sort of thing that only Amy would notice. She knew him so well that she could pick up on it. And he knew her well enough to know that something wasn’t quite right, and it had nothing to do with the fight that had momentarily set them at odds. He was checking on her, a slight crease of worry between his eyebrows as she sipped at her water.
He knew something was up. The way that he was looking at her, Amy knew it instantly. But he was just as stuck as she was, at this table in public unable to say a word.
Just wait, she thought silently, hoping that Kai would somehow pick up on the thoughts via osmosis. Just wait a little bit longer and I’ll tell you everything, I promise.
“Well,” Jason said when there was a lull in the conversation, most of his food inhaled in record time. “I want to say a few words.”
Amy was grateful for any opportunity to just nod and smile along, so she gave Jason her undivided attention. Jason seemed jolly and satisfied as he began to talk, and she tried to reflect the mood back at him.
“Thanks for coming, guys,” he said. “Kai, man, you and me, we’re going to do great things. I just know it. I’m glad we’re here tonight. And it sounds kind of corny I guess, but it’s been real great becoming friends with you two.”
He included Amy in that last bit, looking over at her as well, and Amy felt a flush of guilt.
“So,” Jason continued, thankfully oblivious to the guilt that was currently occupying Amy. “I want to raise a toast to everyone at this table, including my amazing wife.”
Jess preened under the praise, looking at him adoringly as Jason lifted his wine glass in the air.
“To friends, to family, and to success.”
The rest of them followed suit, raising their drinks in the air and clinking them together. Then Jess caught Amy’s eye with a tilt of her head.
“Don’t you like the wine, Amy?” Jess asked, looking confused.
Oh, no. Amy had lifted her water for the toast, thinking nothing of it, but everyone else was holding up their half empty wine glasses, while hers was still full and sitting abandoned on the table.
“Uh…”
She had an excuse ready, right on the tip of her tongue. She just wasn’t feeling like it. She had to get up early tomorrow. Something innocuous and quick would settle the matter and they could move on smoothly. But then Amy made the mistake of looking over at Kai, who was looking at her so intensely she thought he might burn a hole through her forehead. As they looked at each other, and it was only a matter of a few seconds, she could see the cogs in Kai’s head fall into place. She could practically hear them go clunk as he put two and two together. His eyes never once left her, but now they were wide and shocked, his whole body tense.
“Guys?” Jess asked, obviously wondering why they were acting so weird all of a sudden.
But Amy couldn’t look away from Kai, and it was obvious that he couldn’t look away from her, the realization dawning on his face, clearer every second.
“Are you pregnant?” Kai asked, the words falling out of his mouth in shock. Jason and Jess were entirely silent. Amy didn’t think they were even breathing. And with all three of them staring at her, under all of that attention, any sort of excuse she had prepared flew right out of her head. The only thing she could do was mumble the truth.
“Yes. I am.”
As soon as she said the words, Amy knew her life would never be the same again. The problem was, she didn’t have a single clue of what the fallout was going to be. She supposed she was about to find out.