Page 47 of Playboy

His lips tip up. “Nope. Fourth time.”

“Fourth visit to the doctor?”

That gets a chuckle from him. “Fourth child.”

“Shit,” I hiss.

“You’ll be fine.” With that, he holds his phone up and scrolls, ending the conversation.

I’m considering asking if he’s seen any of the baby vlogs when Hannah sits next to me. “She said it shouldn’t be too long.”

I turn my whole body to face her, taking in her pensive expression. “It’s okay. I’ve got nowhere else to be today.”

She forces a smile. “I have a plane to catch later.”

Gut sinking, I deflate a little. “Oh, right. Your season isn’t over.”

She chuckles, though there’s nothing humorous about it. “No. We’re just getting started.”

“Where are you off to?”

“Philly, then Tampa. Then we’re back for a series, then—” She hums, lips twisted. “I think after that, we’re in Cali, but don’t quote me.”

I laugh. “Got it. Do you like it?”

Her eyes widen, the blue of her irises sparkling in the light of the waiting area. “My job?”

“The travel.”

“Oh.” She shrugs. “Yeah, I do. Though now that I’m tired twenty-four hours a day, I’m not sure how I’ll handle it.”

“Oh!” I say, a bolt of excitement running through me. “I’ve got something for that.” Bending down, I pull out the bag that I’ve hidden beneath my chair.

“What’s this?” Brows pulled together, she studies the pastel pink and blue bag I hold out to her.

I shrug. “Just a few things I picked up for you. Not a gift, because who would buy a gift for the woman they knocked up?” I chuckle but snap my mouth shut when I realize I sound like Ross fromFriends. “But also, like, kind of a gift, because, obviously, you deserve all the gifts. Just not only this stuff.”

Hannah’s lips tip up in a half smile. “You freaking out a bit, Baby Hall?”

I blow out a breath. “That obvious?”

Her expression turns into a full-on grin. “Can you keep a secret?”

I nod. Hell, yeah, and I’m frickin’ elated that she’s willing to share one with me.

“I am too.”

The way her blue eyes appear almost translucent in this moment, like she’s just as emotional, just as in over her head, and just as inthisas me, sends a calming warmth through me.

“Let’s see what we’ve got here.” The spell is broken as she reaches into the bag and pulls out a bottle of prenatal vitamins.

“I’m sure you’ve already got them, but I figure you can’t have too many vitamins—” I shake my head. “Actually I should probably google that. Maybe it’s possible you can.”

With a giggle, she places her hand on my perpetually bouncing knee. “I don’t have any. Thank you. And I’ll make sure to ask the nurse if it’s possible to take too many.”

Sighing, I settle back in my seat. “Right. Because we’re at the doctor’s office. Definitely better than Google.” As she pulls out the next gift, I point to it. “That’s the tea Lake liked to drink while she was pregnant. She said it helped with her heartburn.”

Hannah stiffens, her focus zeroing in on me.

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