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“I’ll pass that along.”
“Thanks.” I turn for the door.
“Gray?”
I glance back.
“Good luck with your Faye.”
Why do I feel like I’m going to need it?
Thirty
Faye
“What about this one?” Kailey asks, holding up the wallpaper sample.
It’s freaking adorable, a parade of forest creatures from foxes to bears to colorful little birds on a cream and sage green background.
Luna’s nose wrinkles. “Maybe a little less…animal kingdom and a little more…aesthetic.”
“How is it that she’s both so lovely and so good at giving insults?” Harper asks dryly, flicking through the samples one-by-one, trying to find one with the right aesthetic.
“It’s a gift,” Bri says.
“Well, I think it’s perfect,” Kailey murmurs.
“Not for my nursery,” Luns says as she continues flipping.
“No,” Kailey agrees, “But it’s going to be perfect for mine.”
For a moment, nobody moves.
Then we’re all moving at once. Luna get to her first, sweeping Kailey up into a tight hug. “Congratulations!” she squeals.
“I didn’t think it would happen for us,” Kailey says once we’ve all gotten our hugs and exchanged our good wishes. The wallpaper is forgotten as we gather around her. “We tried for so long that I thought it wasn’t happening for us.” Sadness in her pretty green eyes.
“Oh, honey,” Luna says. “I had no idea. I’m sorry I?—”
“None of this is your fault,” she says firmly. “No one knew because I wanted it that way. I just…I wasn’t ready to talk about it.” A sigh. “And then when I finally was, I…” A tear slips free of her lashes, glides down her cheek. “I found out I was expecting.”
Harper lifts her hand, pauses.
Kailey nods.
“How far along are you?” she asks, gently settling her palm on Kailey’s still-flat stomach.
“Fourteen weeks,” Kailey whispers. “I wanted to wait until it was a bit more certain in case…”
“That’s completely understandable.” I touch her hand. “I’m so thrilled for you.”
“We’re thrilled for you,” Luns says.
“How’s Smitty taking it?”
Kailey’s face goes soft and it’s so full of love, it sucks all the breath from my lungs. Beautiful—maybe the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. “He’s thrilled.” Her mouth hitches up. “I swear, it’s killing him to not announce it to the world.”
“I didn’t think he’d have it in him,” Luna says.
