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“Get over it?”

“Yes, get over it.”

“I can’t believe you.” Star starts to stand, and seeing the cat fight that is about to go down, I panic.

“I’m pregnant!” I blurt, and everything stills as every eye at the table turns to me. “I just thought you should know, because if you two start fighting, that will likely piss Walker off, because I’m going to have no choice but to jump in, and he’s like… gone from protective to whatever the extreme of that emotion is.”

His hand resting on my thigh squeezes.

“You’re pregnant?” Star falls to her bottom and glances down at my stomach like she somehow missed the belly I don’t yet have.

“Yeah,” I whisper, and she looks at Walker, then back at me.

“Holy shit.”

“I know.”

“Holy shit,” she repeats, and I laugh as she wraps her arms around me. “How did this happen?” She shakes her head. “Don’t answer that. I know how it happened. Butwhendid it happen?”

“A little over ten weeks ago.” I shrug, and she shakes her head and hugs me again.

“I think this moment calls for shots,” Dawn chimes in, and Star’s smile falls away in an instant as she looks up at her sister.

“She’s pregnant. She can’t have a shot.”

“She can’t, but we can, and I need one.” Dawn plops into her chair, and Charles grins at her like she’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen in his life.

Oh my God, he really likes her.

“We’re also engaged.” I hold up my hand shoving it towards Star when I see she is about ready to lose her mind again.

I haven’t kept my hand hidden, but I have made a point to not flaunt it. My mom was right in her statement about my ring. The diamond on my finger is huge, and after pestering Walker, I found out from him that it’s over three carats. I mean, it’s not the queen’s diamond, but it’s bigger and more expensive than anything I would ever expect to have onmyfinger. Really, I would have been happy with anything he gave me but my ring is spectacular.

“I knew I should have traded with you,” Dawn says, staring at my ring, and Charles frowns at her while Star glares in her direction.

“Congratulations, you two,” Mark says, picking up his glass of scotch and Walker picks up his water.

“Does this mean you’re going to leave me?” Star’s face falls again, and I wish I could tell her no, but the truth is, before I even know it, I will be living back in the US. I’ll only see my friends here on occasion when I have the chance to travel overseas—something that will only get more difficult to do with time.

“Not right now.”

“Okay, I can deal with that.” She gives me another tight hug, then focuses on her sister who I’d hoped she’d forgot about. “I hope you know what you’re doing. I’m the one who’ll have to deal with their mother if you mess him around.”

“I’m not going to mess him around.”

“Good.” Star turns her attention back to me. “Now, tell me everything. How did he propose?”

“It was very romantic.” I glance back at Walker, who is watching me as always. “Right, honey?” I ask, and he smirks.

“So how did he do it?” Dawn asks.

“He took me out to dinner Clos Maggiore and got down on one knee in front of everyone at the restaurant.” I smile back at him, and he raises a brow. “He must have waxed on for fifteen minutes about how I’m the love of his life and how he will never find anyone else like me. By the time he was done, everyone around us was in tears, including him.” I pat his hand.

“That’s so sweet,” Star whispers.

“It was.” I nod. “Of course, I knew what he was doing at that point, but then he asked me to marry him and slid the ring on my finger. I cried like a baby.” I look back at him and let out a dreamy sigh. “It was like something out of a movie.”

“It sounds like it, doesn’t it?” Walker adds, and I press my lips together to keep from smiling, then turn back to the table.

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