Monster perked up while staring at my phone, like he recognized Rosie. He walked over and rubbed against it. When I tried to move the phone back to myself, he swatted me multiple times and let out a hoarse scream.

“Monster! Be nice to Cole. I told you to attack him only if he doesn’t fix things with Sonnie. Give him a chance, dude.” Rosie laughed again and I could tell she was having a blast at my expense. “Sorry, Cole. I didn’t teach him to open doors. He just knew how to when we found him.”

“I’m going to hire a pet psychologist. This cat needs professional help.” I hissed at him, hoping that would work to make him back off my phone, but instead, he just gave me a look which made me feel like an idiot and continued to swat at me.

“Oh, my god. Did he just hiss at Monster? What the hell?” Gia cackled. “He’s perfect for Sunflower.”

“Cute nickname.”

They both snorted but it was Gia who set me straight. “Sunflower Morgan is your girlfriend’s real name. She doesn’t tell people that, though. She hates it. That doesn’t stop me, though.”

My chest gave another pang of longing. Sunflower… Of course, that was her name. I missed her already. I sighed and was glad Rosie couldn’t see me in my sad state. Then Monster climbed onto my lap and stretched up to do something that felt wildly similar to a hug. Mortifyingly, I had tears in my eyes when I spun the phone around to show Rosie her cat was hugging me.

Rosie gasped. “Is he strangling you? Don’t let him strangle you, Cole!”

“I think… I think he’s hugging me.” I reached up and gently stroked my hand down his back but that immediately earned me a slap to the side of the head. I dropped my hand back in my lap and Monster rubbed his nose against my jaw before jumping down and leaving my room. I sat there, stupefied.

“My ovaries just exploded. That. Was. Amazing.” Gia gushed shamelessly. “Monster comforted you! It was on his own terms, but still! He loves you!”

Rosie sniffed and suspiciously wiped her eyes. “I gotta go. I have something in my eye.”

“Me, too, kid.” I swallowed around the lump in my throat and shook my head. “Do you need anything for today? I could send my card to you.”

Gia’s face appeared on my screen. “You don’t have to buy the kid’s love. In case you haven’t noticed, she already loves you. The cat loves you, the kid loves you, the woman loves you, and if you give me another couple of minutes looking at your chest, I’m sure I’ll love you, too.”

I felt my cheeks warm and prayed she didn’t notice. “Um… Thanks. I just want to make sure Rosie is taken care of.”

“Rosie, he’s blushing. Holy shit, your sister better lock these men down.” Gia passed the phone back to Rosie but continued talking. “Let’s cross our fingers that her throwing up this morning was morning sickness.”

“Sonnie was sick this morning?” Every other thought fled my brain. “Is she okay?”

Rosie stared back at me with a shocked look on her face. She shrugged comically. “I guess I missed it.”

“She’s fine. Can you imagine, though? You guys would make the most beautiful babies.”

Rosie widened her eyes at me. “Now you’ve met crazy Gia.”

“Hey! You’re going to have to ask the handsome viking for his card if you call me crazy again. I only treat kids who are nice to me.”

From somewhere else in the house, I heard Drake shout. “What the fuck do you want, cat?!”

“I should go save Drake. It seems Monster went to check in on him.”

Rosie grinned at me. “Tell my sister you love her. Tell her you want to be the person who always stands up for her. And makesure you say you’re sorry! And tell her she’s pretty. Remind her she’s a better baker than all three of you.”

I winced. “Goodbye, Rosie.”

She laughed for a moment and then grew serious. “Fix it, Cole. Please. I don’t want to lose you guys.”

She hung up before either one of us could witness the other tearing up. It seemed I was just as emotional as a teenager.

I heard Drake shout again and climbed out of bed. I barely made it two feet before Gia’s words rang through my brain. Morning sickness. What if Sonnie was pregnant?

CHAPTER 40

Sonnie

I agreed to meet with the guys, but not at their house. I didn’t think I’d have any strength there. Instead, in the text thread, I asked if we could meet somewhere neutral. It felt silly, like I was helping with divorce negotiations, or something. In the end, it was decided we’d meet at a little park outside of town. It was never busy and I was hoping the peaceful setting would help me relax. My nerves were shot and I couldn’t stop crying for longer than ten minutes at a time.