Page 11 of Guarded Secrets
“What the hell, princess?”
Owen’s fierce look had Keeley’s brows arching. “What?”
“You pregnant too?”
She gave a disbelieving snort. “Notme.” She flicked her hand toward the room at large. “Them. They’ve all peed on a stick and each one came back with two lines.”
He stared hard, then shook his head. “No idea what that means. Explain.”
“Pregnancy tests. They all took pregnancy tests, and they all came back positive.”
“You’re not pregnant?”
“No! No. Good grief, Owen. I’d need to have sex to get pregnant, and that’s not been happening.”
“Good.”
“Good that I’m not pregnant or good that I’m not having sex?” Willa licked her chin.
He paused a beat, then shook his head. “I’m not answering that question.”
He turned to everyone else, glowering at the men. “What’d you all do, coordinate sex so you’d knock up your women at the same time?”
“Didn’t coordinate with anyone.” This from Sawyer. “Cam and I decided we’re ready to start a family, and that was a couple months ago.”
Sawyer and Cam stood, shoulders touching, their fingers tangled together.
God, Keeley wanted that. The “I’ve got you, you’ve got me, and we’re crazy in love forever” kind of love.
She wanted someone she could love, depend on, build a life with. Someone who adored her in return. Her friends had hit gold with men who cherished them. All of which should be a strong incentive for Keeley to go through the notifications from her dating app. There’d been three that morning.
“Nobody coordinated, but damn, it’s fucking crazy all three are pregnant.” Walker stuck his hands in his pockets and shook his head. Keeley didn’t think she’d ever seen him look uncertain. “How the hell are we going to deal with three babies?”
Sawyer, who could handle anything, still looked shellshocked and hadn’t let go of Cam since they’d come back into the kitchen. “I’ll admit to being scared shitless, but we’ll figure it out.”
“Seems like you’ll have time to do the figuring out part. Congratulations.” Owen said the right words. but there was something about his tone that caught Keeley’s attention. He didn’t reveal much, ever, but something was there.
“It’s still sinking in,” Emery sighed, leaning back against her hot cowboy. Shane rested his chin on her head, arms wrapped snugly around her waist.
“We need to tell Gran. We’re early in our pregnancies, but this is too big not to tell her.” Delaney looked at her sisters. “Are you both okay with that?”
They nodded in agreement.
“Let’s call when she stops for the night,” Emery suggested.
Owen cocked his head. “Where’s Clara?”
“Gran and her friend DeeDee are on a bus tour of Canada. I think they’re in Alberta today with a stop scheduled at Banff.” Delaney turned to her sisters. “You all up to doing a group video chat this evening?”
“Yep,” Cam said as Emery nodded.
Sniffing the air, Sawyer turned to Cam. “You baking something, darlin’?”
“Keeley’s baking an apple pie for Owen.”
Walker flashed his lightning grin. “It’s like that, Keels?”
All eyes turned on her and Keeley could feel warmth flooding her cheeks, especially since Owen had parked himself at her elbow.
