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your fingertips enough. Don’t give me that bullshit I’m too old excuse either. Got it?”

I left the room and stood outside for a second.

I looked down at my stomach.

I felt happy.

I did feel happy…

Right up until Olivia opened the front door to the house and I realized she had a visitor.

“Oh, Mila,” Olivia said. “I didn’t know you were going to stop by.”

“Hey there, Mila,” Evelyn Rohrick said as she stood at the dining room table across the house.

“Really?” I asked.

“Stop it,” Olivia said. “If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t be here. Remember that. No Evelyn means no Olivia meeting your brother and that means no new baby on the way.”

“Fine,” I said. “I’ll play nice.”

“Thank you.”

I entered the house and the tension was instant.

I just pictured Evelyn’s father at my house, harassing Silas.

Was that Evelyn’s fault?

No.

But…

Her last name was still Rohrick.

“We were just having some coffee and talking,” Olivia said. “Well, not much coffee for me. I switched over to diet iced tea. Not the best thing to drink, but oh well. I’ve been craving it.”

“I haven’t craved much yet,” I said. “Other than Silas.”

“I would say the same thing but I know that would make you feel grossed out,” Olivia smirked at me.

I cringed.

The thought of my brother… doing that…

“Look at you two next to each other,” Evelyn said. “I love those bellies.”

What about yours? Is that a taco baby in there?

Dammit, Mila Justa. You stop it! Stop that right now!

“Yeah, it’s certainly something to see,” I said. “I’m still not used to it.”

“I would never be able to get used to it,” Evelyn said. “Each day I’d look down and be shocked.”

“I am,” Olivia said. “Still blows my mind how this happened.”

“Well, humping Tyler like the world was about to end was going to catch up one way or another,” Evelyn said.

Olivia laughed. “True.”

“And I can’t blame you either, Mila,” Evelyn said.

“Oh, that’s great. I have your blessing to be knocked up? What a relief.”

Evelyn tilted her head. “No. What I meant was being near a man like Silas. The famous musician. That’s wild stuff.”

“Yeah. It’s all so wild.”

“Well, I better go,” Evelyn said. “I don’t want things to get messy here.”

“Don’t go,” Olivia said. “Nothing is going to get messy. We’re all adults here. Right?” Olivia looked at me. “Right?”

I internally growled. “Right. Stay, Evelyn. Please stay.”

My robotic words made Evelyn smile.

“That was a good try, Mila,” Evelyn said.

“Kind of like your father trying to help the Lovor family shut down Silas’s wanting to give me a house?” I blurted out. “Did you hear about that?”

“Mila,” Olivia said.

“What?” I asked. “Tyler was right there too. More than once!”

“I have nothing do with whatever my father or family does,” Evelyn said. “And you know how we feel about the Lovor family.”

“I don’t want to do this,” Olivia said.

“You’re right,” I said. “I’m sorry, Olivia. I shouldn’t have said anything. Evelyn… I’m… I…”

Evelyn’s phone dinged with a text message.

That stole her attention and allowed me to bypass the fake apology I was about to give her.

“I have to go,” Evelyn said. “This is important.”

“Oh, and we were just starting to talk,” I said.

“Mila,” Olivia growled.

“It’s fine,” Evelyn said. “It wouldn’t be Gardner without the family wars. Olivia, thanks for the coffee. You look absolutely adorable right now.” She looked at me. “Mila, best of luck with your pregnancy.”

Evelyn’s phone dinged again and she hurried toward the front door.

When she left, Olivia looked at me.

I shrugged my shoulders.

“I’m really annoyed with you,” Olivia said.

“I know,” I said. “But… Evelyn Rohrick? I’d rather get a root canal every hour for forty days straight than hear her voice ever again.”

“You don’t mean that,” Olivia said.

I lifted one eyebrow.

After a few seconds, Olivia sighed. “Okay, fine, you do mean that.”

Lucy joined us which instantly lightened the mood.

She sat between Olivia and I, a hand on each belly, wanting the babies to kick.

“You should try talking to them,” I said.

“They can hear me?” Lucy asked.

“Of course they can,” I said.

“I told you that, Lucy,” Olivia said. “Your Daddy talks to the baby all the time.”

“Even before the baby was put in there too,” Lucy said.

“What?” I asked.

“Daddy loves to talk to Olivia’s belly,” Lucy said. “I saw him once one night when-”

“Okay, that’s enough of that story,” Olivia said as her cheeks turned bright red.

“Talking, huh?” I asked.

Olivia mouthed Stop! to me.

I laughed.

Lucy gasped. “My cousin kicked me!”

“Yes, he did,” I said. I touched the sides of my stomach. “Oh, there he