The doorbell rang. Rob turned around and answered it. Matt walked in with Sophie on his hip and Daphne stood there with her arms crossed above her large pregnant stomach.

"You left me," she said sternly, but the curves at the corners of her mouth gave her good humor away.

"I would never." Rob wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

Daphne laughed. "Sophie started throwing a tantrum in the middle of the lobby because she wanted you, though. Luckily Matt was there to save the day. Apparently he's a good substitute for you. She immediately calmed down when he picked her up."

"I don't know about that," Matt said with a laugh. "But I don't think my niece minds hanging out with me, do you Soph?"

Sophie shook her head. She was nestled into Matt's side with her thumb in her mouth. Her eyes were red and watery like she had indeed just been crying.

"I'm sorry, Soph," Rob said and peeled Sophie out of Matt's arms. "No need to be upset." He peppered her face in kisses until she was smiling again. "Do you want to go play with Scarlett and Axel?"

"And you too, Daddy," she said.

"Okay, princess. Which way to your friends?"

Sophie pointed toward the living room.

"This way?" Rob said and walked in the opposite direction.

"No, Daddy. That way."

Rob started walking toward the kitchen instead of the living room. "Is this the way?"

"No, Daddy! It's that way!" She pointed to where Scarlett and Axel were playing. Sophie was giggling again before they even left the room.

"He's such a good father," I said.

"Yes he is. Hopefully two won't drive our husbands insane. Hi, James," Daphne said and gave James a hug. She did all of her introductions and then stood next to me. "How are you feeling?"

"Honestly, it feels like he's going to kick right through my stomach."

Daphne laughed. "Fortunately little RJ isn't quite as hyper. Was Scarlett like that too?"

"No, not at all. It's part of the reason I'm convinced it's a boy this time."

"You're insane for not knowing ahead of time," Daphne said. "We've been having so much fun transforming everything in the nursery to blue instead of pink."

"We actually let Scarlett pick the color of the nursery," James said. "She had a blast at the paint store. Hopefully the baby likes orange. Do you guys want to come in? We're all just standing around. Let's go sit." He looped his arm behind my back. "Drinks are in the kitchen and snacks are on the coffee table in the living room. Dinner will be coming in a bit." He tilted his lips down to my ear. "How are you feeling?" he whispered.

"I'm fine, James. I promise." I smiled up at him. I had thought he wasn't being attentive enough before. He had done a complete reversal between our conversation this morning and now. Maybe we had just needed a fun day in bed for us to go back to normal. There was nothing that made me happier than knowing that he cared. I needed that. I needed him.

Just when I was about to sit down, the bell rang again.

"I'll get it," James said. He smiled and let go of my waist.

I ungracefully sat down. Matt plopped down next to me.

"How's the baby?" he asked.

"We just went for a checkup. He's very healthy."

"Can I?" He looked down at my stomach.

I nodded.

He gently put his hand on my belly. A smile spread over his face. "I can feel him kicking."