It may have been silly, but the idea was somewhat attractive. “She’ll do everything?”

Jenna nodded. “Everything. But in the meantime, I have a couple hours before I need to be home. Can I take you to the most darling little baby boutique? I want to buy baby girl her first outfit.”

I must have looked like I was going to say no because Tali gave a subtle shake of her head. “Just say yes,” she mouthed.

“Yes?”

Jenna bounced in her seat. “Oh, we’re going to have so much fun.”

Laden with two shopping bags filled with pink everything, I opened the door to my new apartment. I was immediately met with several voices, music playing, and the subtle aroma of beer. Just as immediately, I was annoyed. It was two on a Sunday afternoon, were we really doing this already?

My feet hurt from wandering around Manhattan with a slightly manic Jenna, and my pants were snug on my bump from the massive amount of french toast I’d consumed. All I wanted was to take off my pants, put on my favorite fuzzy socks, and prop my feet up while I snuggled with my man.

Mo and I had to talk, but it wasn’t happening while his friends were here. With a sigh, I retreated to our bedroom. We’d be talking—and soon.