Page 69 of Agony of Our Regret

FIFTEEN

“That looks great.”

Gavin sat on the edge of the bed eating Lo mein from the to-go carton. I stared in the mirror with a frown.

“I like it better than the maroon one,” Luca offered.

The black one had a bow that tied under my boobs and over my belly. I felt like a present to be unwrapped, and not in a sexy way.

“Yeah, the green goes with your...eyes?” Gavin tried to help.

“My brown eyes?”

The T-shirt dress went to midcalf and had ruching on the sides to accommodate my growing stomach. It looked so cute online, but it felt like wearing a tent. Maybe when my bump was bigger, it would fit better.

“What about that one?” Luca pointed to the cream floral dress his mom had dropped off earlier this week. It straddled the line between pioneer woman and trendy. I couldn’t decide which. “Just try it.”

I let out a dramatic sigh and pulled off the one I was wearing.

“Go like that.” Gavin winked when I shot him a glare.

“It’s hot as fuck,” Luca agreed.

I glanced down at my bra and underwear. My boobs had grown, but only a little. My tan hip-hugger panties were for coverage, not enticing.

“You’ve both lost it.”

They continued to stare, and the corners of Luca’s lips twitched as he fought a grin. Neither of them minded the changes in my body. They couldn’t get enough of me lately.

Not that I minded. Pregnancy hormones were irresistible, and the guys were more than happy to satisfy all my cravings.

I pulled on the cream dress and fluffed my shoulder-length brown hair.

On my body, the style looked much less Little House on the Prairie. It had plenty of material for when I got bigger, but it didn’t drown me.

“That’s the winner,” Gavin confirmed between bites.

“Definitely.” Luca watched me move to the closet and pick out a pair of flats to complete the outfit.

A knock sounded from the front door, and he jumped to answer it while Gavin kept eating.

“Are you nervous?” he teased, before taking another bite.

“For a date with Noah?” I crossed to him and stole his next forkful. “No, but I am starving.”

He fed me again before I stepped back and smoothed the front of my dress. “Do I look okay?”

“You look absolutely beautiful.” He kissed me before ushering me to the living room.

“Wow.” Noah’s eyes swept over me as I moved toward him for a hug. “You look stunning.”

I smiled up at him and gave him a quick kiss. “You look very handsome as well.”

He did. His curls were somewhat tamed, and he wore a black dress shirt tucked into gray slacks I weren’t positive were his.

“Thanks.” He looked past me to Gavin. “Don’t tell me you fed her already.”

“Nope.” Gavin sat the carton on the counter. “I was eating because I’m going to an event with my mom, and I didn’t want to get stuck starving with only hors d’oeuvres to hold me over before I can get pizza or something on the way home.”

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