Page 35 of Rock Chick Bonus Tracks

“How can you know? I’m only six weeks. She’s a mass of cells now.”

“I just know.”

“Whatever,” she mumbled.

He took his hands from her head and slid them around her body, drawing it up against his. “Who have you told?”

“You, and only you. That’s all either of us are going to tell. Even Nick and May need to stay in the dark until I reach the three-month zone.”

He could be down with that.

Still, he was telling the men. Doing the cigar shit, the whole damned thing.

She watched him a beat, then her face screwed up. “You can’t tell the guys.”

“They won’t say anything.”

“They’re sleeping with half the girls!” she shot back. “And they have big mouths.”

“Not when it’s important.”

She couldn’t argue that, so she didn’t try.

Instead, she said, “If it’s a boy, we’re naming him Harry.”

“No. Max. Then our next one is Sam. The one after that will be Rex.”

“You have it all figured out.”

“Yup.”

She rolled her eyes, let that go, then asked, “Did you eat dinner?”

“Yup.”

“Wanna celebrate me getting knocked up?”

He grinned at her and answered.

“Yup.”

They lay in her bed loft, both of them naked, Jules on top of him, the moonlight filtering through the window at the head of the bed.

She had her face in the side of his neck, her finger drawing on his shoulder.

“You can tell the guys,” she whispered. “But really, I want it on the down low with everyone else. Life has a tendency to?—”

He cut her off by using his arms already around her to squeeze her tight. “Nothing’s going to happen.”

“I don’t want everyone to get excited for us and then put them through something else after they went through all that business with what Shard did.”

He tucked his chin in his neck in an attempt to see her.

“What’s this?” he asked.

She lifted her head and looked down at him. “Thanksgiving in a hospital room isn’t a lot of fun, Crowe.”

“Maybe you were still thinking you were an angel, because if you paid attention like I paid attention, you’d have seen a bunch of people who didn’t give two shits that they were celebrating Thanksgiving in a hospital room. They were just happy you were alive.”

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