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She shoots me a death glare, so I press my lips together.

“Okay,Miss Parker.I can do that.”

I’ll do whatever I have to if it means I get to have this time with her.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

SAVANNAH

“This was exactly what I needed,” Becky sighs after taking a long sip of iced tea. “Remind me again, why did I think walking around town in this heat was a good idea?”

Today, Bluebonnet was celebrating its Founder’s Day, and just like every year, the town council decided to make a big deal out of it. Small businesses put out stands along Main Street and the gazebo; there were different games and attractions scattered throughout our little town, and later in the evening, there would even be a mini-concert, and a party organized on the high school football field.

Everybody and their mother were here. If people weren’t working, they were mingling around, and there were a bunch of folks from surrounding towns as well.

I originally planned to use this extra day off to catch up on some housework, but Becky would have none of it.

“Don’t ask me. If it were up to me, I’d be back in my house.”

So far, I’ve only managed to tackle the first floor, and even that was just some basic cleaning and moving in. I had yet to step foot on the second floor or make any drastic changes, liketaking down the wallpaper or putting a new coat of paint on. Or deciding which pieces of furniture I’ll keep, and which needed replacing. Just thinking about my never-ending to-do list gave me an anxiety attack.

“Working your ass off, so it’s not like it would be different from any other day. At least this way, you get to relax and have some fun.”

“Maybe just a little bit.”

“I’ll give you a little bit.” She shoves me away playfully. “I’m amazing company.”

“And so humble, too.”

But the truth was, I was enjoying spending time with my friend for a change. Both our lives had been crazy these past few weeks, and they were only bound to become crazier once our kids arrived.

Blinking, I start to turn toward Becky, when I spot two women watching me from a few tables away. My eyes narrow as I try to place them, but they quickly look away.

Becky shifts in her seat, and winces softly, drawing my attention.

“You okay?” I ask, eyeing her carefully.

She slides her hand to the small of her back, and her face twists in a grimace.

“My back just hurts, but honestly, that’s nothing new. I swear if this kid doesn’t come out soon, I’ll scream.”

“It should be any day now, no?”

“Yeah. I’m so ready for it, plus, Miguel’s still in pre-season, so I’m hoping he’ll be able to make it to the birth like we planned. We’ll hear what our doctor tells us tomorrow at our appointment.”

“Didn’t you go just the other day?” I could have sworn she mentioned they went in for a checkup the last time we talked.

“We did, but they’re way more frequent now that the baby is almost here. When’s your next appointment?”

“It’s next week.”

A mix of excitement and fear swells inside my chest, but those feelings were my new normal since I saw that plus sign on the pregnancy test. So many things could go wrong, but I refused to let the fear win over me. The only thing that mattered was that my baby was okay, the rest I could deal with.

I slide my hand to the side of my belly, rubbing at the hard bump.

“I can’t believe that I’m almost halfway there.”

“Enjoy it while you can since this is the best part. Once you enter those final weeks, you’ll be one swollen, painful, cranky, emotional mess.” There is a short pause as she bites the inside of her cheek. “Your appointment. Do you want me to come or is B?—”

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