Page 63 of Agony of Our Regret

“Oh, no.” I swatted at Noah’s hand. “I already told the office to make a note on my file that I’m the only one who can get that information.”

“What?” Sky gasped.

“Just us, or does that apply to Gavin and Luca too?” Noah asked.

“All of you! I told them at the first appointment. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to find out, and I wanted to make sure no one could without me knowing.”

Sky smirked at Noah. “Luca would totally try to be sneaky.”

“No way,” Noah scoffed. “Gavin is the control freak. He needs all the information. It’s probably killing him not to know.”

Sky’s eyes widened. “We should pretend like we found out.”

Noah grinned, a sly, evil one he must have picked up during his travels. “Yes! That will drive them crazy.”

“Guys.” I tried halfheartedly to stop them, but they were already scheming.

“Boy or girl?” Sky asked him.

“Boy, but we can’t just come out and tell them. We’ve got to make them beg.”

I shook my head and continued walking. “I call the baby Lemon,” I told Noah once he caught up.

“Why?” he asked with a laugh.

“That was the size according to the weekly fruit baby chart when I told Gwen I was pregnant. It stuck.”

He nodded, “Lemon it is.”

“What is Lemon now?” Sky took my hand.

“A bell pepper.”

Noah scoffed. “Good thing you didn’t tell Gwen this week.”

“Oh!” Sky hopped, “If it’s a girl we should name her Lemon. Or use it as a middle name,”

Noah and I immediately shot that down.

“We’re not naming our baby after fruits, vegetables, or any other foods.” Noah leaned forward to stare down Sky.

“Boring,” he sang back. “So, when we get in, we have to say something sly like I can’t believe we’re having a…” he trailed off. “No, too obvious.”

“Yeah, we have to casually work it into the conversation then just stop and let Gavin and Luca realize we know.”

This was what it was like to have them all back together. The good, the bad, and the most likely going to end in a wrestling match in my living room.

FOURTEEN

“Noah asked me on a date,”I announced, as I tied my bathrobe over my small belly and walked into the living room to find Luca and Gavin eating breakfast on the couch.

Luca lowered his toast and raised his brows at Gavin before addressing me. “Okay?”

I put my hands on my hips. I hadn’t expected to wake up to a text from Noah wondering if I was free on Friday night like we were in high school again.

“Remember when I told them I wanted space?”

“Then they ignored you and continued to show up?” Gavin smirked. “And you invited them to your OB appointment?”

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