I wiped my tears away and started in on the plate of fried pickles Wendy had just sat down.

“So I’ve been doing some research for you and I found a list of things that can help to induce labor.” She pulled out her phone, ready to read off the list.

“Let’s hear it.” I swallowed my food before rinsing it down with a drink of my sweet tea.

She looked at the phone in her hand. “They say pineapple, raspberry tea, and sex can help induce labor.”

“Really? Why didn’t I know about this?”

“Yeah, nipple stimulation is one too.”

I looked down at my full chest.

“Not in public, Lennox,” she said flatly.

“Fine, looks like you have some work to do when we get home.” I smiled up at Mason.

“It’s a date.” He shot me a wink.

“So anything new with you guys?” I asked looking from Alissa to Dane.

“No, why do you ask?” Her eyes fell to her plate.

“What are you not telling me?” I leaned forward, knowing she wasn’t telling me something.

“Nothing. Eat your food.”

“Alissa, tell me right now or I will start doing some of those things you just mentioned about inducing labor.”

She looked up at Dane, he gave her a nod.

“Okay, well we didn’t want to say anything so soon but, I’m pregnant.”

I couldn’t think, I couldn’t process what she had just told me.

She’s pregnant? We get to raise our kids together?

I felt so much happiness I couldn’t do anything with it but cry.

“What? Are you mad? We weren’t trying to steal your thunder.” She started to panic.

“No. I’m happy. Like really, really happy,” I said in between sobs.

Mason wrapped his arms around me again and pulled me to his side like he always did when I started to cry.

“Really? You’re happy?” Her brows were raised up high while she leaned toward me, watching me with wide eyes.

“Of course,” I said trying to stand. I couldn’t, but Alissa got the hint and stood up to hug me.

“Our kids get to grow up together,” I cried again.

“Okay, stop the crying before you make me start,” Alissa warned.

After eating, Mason and I made our way home and cuddled up in bed.

“Are you excited about being an uncle?”

“Yeah, I’m more excited about being a daddy though.” He gave me a light squeeze.