I find myself smiling, caught up in his ridiculousness.

Frankie stands beside me, her hand warm in mine. We’ve both been here before, but never together, never like this.

This, standing here with our family. This is different. This is everything.

Leo and Kody flank us, their anticipation quieter but no less stunning. They’ve never been to Florida, let alone a theme park.

“What fresh hell is this?” Kody mumbles beside me, but I hear the smile in his voice.

“What’s the plan, Wolf?” Leo rubs his neck, his gaze darting everywhere.

“We have to start with Space Mountain.” Wolf studies his map with an enthusiasm he can’t contain. “Then the Haunted Mansion, Pirates of the Caribbean, and The Tower of Terror. I want to see all the princesses. I’m doing them all. Probably at the same time. And the parade later. Followed by more princess banging and—”

“Wolf.” Frankie taps a red-sequined sneaker against the back of his knee, making his leg buckle.

“What?”

“You’re not banging the princesses.”

“I saved myself for them.”

“No.” She crosses her arms.

“Evil queen.” He flicks his fingers at her. “Let’s go ride some rides.”

She goes still, a strange quietness settling over her as her grip on my hand tightens.

There’s a hesitation in her eyes, something unspoken that tugs at the edges of her joy.

“I can’t do any rides that have swoops, drops, or forceful stop-and-go motions,” she says suddenly, her voice soft but firm.

“Why not?” I turn, a frown of confusion twitching my forehead. “You loved them in the past.”

She nods, her eyes locking onto mine. “I still love them, but…”

The corners of her lips lift in a mischievous expression as she reaches into her purse, pulls out something small and white, and holds it up between us.

It takes a second for my brain to register what it is, what it means, but when it does, the world stops spinning.

“Bumpy rides aren’t safe for pregnancy.” Her voice trembles.

Pregnancy.

The word echoes in my mind, reverberating through my entire being, shaking me to my very foundation.

A joy so profound, so intense, washes over me, trying to yank me to my knees.

I stare at the plastic stick in her hand, the two faint lines that change everything.

A baby.

Our baby.

My eyes find Leo and Kody.

They’re just as blindsided as I am.

Blindsided in the best way.