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I grinned. “Didn’t you go home with somebody?”

Justin frowned. “Yes, but…”

“Uh-oh.”

He sighed. “He seemed great. Museum patron, owns his own business. Smart, good looking, and he was nice.”

“So what’s the problem?”

Justin shook his head. “I can’t quite explain it, but I get a bad vibe now. He started getting weird when I told him to wrap it, but he did eventually put on a condom.”

“You watched him take it off again, right?”

He nodded. “Yeah. He didn’t stealth me, but part of me regrets the sex now. His texts are demanding to know when I’ll see him again, like he expects me to be on-call because I let him knot me.”

I scowled. “That’s not cool.”

“Yeah. I’m probably gonna have to block him.”

“Damn. I’m sorry. I know you had better hopes for the night.”

He sighed. “Just another bad date for me.” He shook his head. “Let’s focus on you though. Think you’re knocked up?”

I laughed. “If I’m not pregnant between a heat and a mating bite I’d be amazed.”

“I’m happy for you,” he said softly. “Jealous, but happy.”

“It’ll happen for you one day too.”

He forced a smile. “I hope it’s soon.”

“It will be, and worth the wait.”

Another smile. “Ok, back to you. When do you think you’ll be moving in with him?”

I shrugged. “I’ll be taking over some clothes and stuff over the next few days. As to the bulk, we haven’t set firm plans yet.”

“Let me know and I’ll help.”

“Thanks.”

“What are friends for?”

I laughed, and we shared a smile.

Justin would make the best kind of honorary uncle to my kids.

∞∞∞

Frankie draped his arms over my shoulders as we watched the pregnancy test. It had been a month since we’d met, and we’d decided to wait until after Thanksgiving to take the test so that our families wouldn’t be disappointed if it was too early for results.

A timer went off, and we both held our breaths as a plus sign appeared.

“I’m pregnant,” I breathed. Then I started laughing and crying at the same time.

“You’re pregnant,” Frankie confirmed, kissing my cheek. Then he sniffled and I heard him crying too. “You’re pregnant.”

I turned and pulled him into a real kiss, moaning softly as his tongue explored my mouth.