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“Could be. I didn’t ask him but he wouldn’t be the first Hollywood hunk to be gay, would he?”
Faith made a sound of agreement and then creased her brows. “You should call Liam and let him know.”
“What, now?”
“Yeah, you never know when the news will get out, and there’s no need to piss Liam off.”
Two minutes later, we walked back into the gallery.
“That’s better,” Logan. who had been waiting right outside the door, said and pulled Faith in for a long kiss. I noticed his hand splaying over her belly and it made me think about what she had said earlier.
“Hey, Logan, what’s with the hand?” I asked, low, and narrowed my eyes. “Do you know something that I don’t?”
The color in Faith’s cheeks turned scarlet and Logan moved his hand away.
“Are you pregnant?” I asked Faith and looked her deep in the eyes.
She pulled me closer and lowered her voice too. “Maybe – we don’t know yet – but we stopped using protection.”
My eyes expanded. “But we were supposed to get pregnant at the same time, remember.”
She smiled. “We were sixteen when we made that promise.”
“But you can’t be pregnant at your wedding. Don’t you want to be a beautiful and slim bride?” I objected.
Logan stood close enough to hear our whispers and interfered by lifting Faith’s hand and placed a kiss on the back of it. “I can’t think of anything more beautiful than Faith carrying my ring and my child.”
“Our child,” she corrected him with a warm smile.
“Honestly, you two are just like an over-the-top commercial for happiness,” I said but couldn’t help a little smile myself. “I’d better call Liam.”
My last words came out just as Darren turned the corner and heard me. “Ohh, did you say Liam?” he asked.
“Uh-huh.” I nodded and got out my phone.
“Please, pretty please, can I say hi to him?”
I rolled my eyes. “Not a chance – you’ll just say something completely inappropriate.”
Darren’s hand flew to his chest in mock shock. “Who, me? I would never embarrass you. Don’t you know people call me Darren the diplomatic, because I always take great care never to offend anyone?”
With a grin I held up my hand and signaled for him to give me some space as I turned my back on his pleading.
“Hey?” Liam answered on the second ring and because I had called via Facetime, I could see he was in his bed, which didn’t surprise me since it was after ten p.m. and he wasn’t exactly a party animal.
“Hey, it’s me,” I said and waved at the little screen.
“Hey, how are you?”
“Good.” I smiled. “Actually, Liam, I’m really good. Do you remember that guy Adam I told you about?”
“Who, the healer?”
“Yeah, the healer, we got back together tonight.”
“Ohh…” He grew silent.
“I don’t think the paparazzi got any pictures yet but I thought I should tell you first.”
