“I’m pretty sure you’re right about Daphne being pregnant. Did you see her drink at all last night?”
Bee scrunched her mouth to the side. “I honestly don’t remember. I drank enough for all three of us.”
I laughed.
She groaned. “Stop laughing so loud.”
“She also said I could order brunch for everyone this morning. And didn’t give me a detailed list of menu changes.”
Bee propped herself up with a pillow. “That is weird. But she’s probably just nervous about the wedding today, don’t you think? She’s probably freaking out. I mean…she’s marrying Rob.”
I laughed. “Rob is amazing.”
“An amazing flirt.”
“True. But he loves her. And now that he’s settling down, I bet he’ll be less flirtatious.”
“I doubt it,” Bee said. “He’ll probably keep calling you sugar tits half the time.”
I laughed. But she was so right. Rob would always be…Rob. And I loved that about him. “Okay, I need to order this food. Anything you know for sure that Daphne hates?”
Bee grabbed the menu from me. “Literally all of this.”
I stuck my tongue out at her and called down to the front desk. I decided to hedge my bets by asking for everything on a separate plate. That way there was bound to be something Daphne could eat.
Kristen yawned and sat up on the couch bed. “You guys,” she said and turned toward us. “I just had the best dream.” She nudged Alina awake.
“What was your dream?” Alina mumbled and swatted her hand away.
“I dreamt that I slept with Professor Hunter.”
“Okay,” I said. “That’s enough. Kristen, you cannot talk about my husband that way right in front of me. It’s completely inappropriate and you’re driving me crazy.”
She laughed. “I’m so sorry. It’s just so hard. You know how sexy he is.”
“Like that! Stop saying that.”
Bee laughed and I tossed a pillow at her face.
“Hey!” Bee rolled out of the way. “I wasn’t hitting on James! You’re the one who had your hands all over Mason.”
“I didn’t…”
“Yeah, you kind of did. But I don’t blame you. Mason has abs of steel. It’s hard not to touch them when they’re right in front of you.”
“He grabbed my hand.”
“Mhm,” she said with a laugh.
“He did! But none of that matters. We’re even. You flirted with James too.”
Bee shrugged. “I can’t help it if I like being tied up.”
Oh my God.I focused back on Kristen. “But you and I are not even. I mean, how would you feel if I kept saying stuff about your boyfriend…sorry…what’s his name?”
“Tim,” she said with a smile.
“How would you like it if I said Tim was my hall pass and I couldn’t wait to screw him at the wedding tonight?”