Page 169 of Three Pucks and a Baby

I was just about to take up Vivian’s favorite spinach and feta omelet when she came sauntering into the kitchen. “Good morning.”

“Morning.”

She bent over to kiss Griffin’s head of auburn hair that was peeking out of the sling. “I can’t believe he’s still snoozing.”

I grinned. “You must’ve topped him off pretty well at the last feeding.”

“Maybe he’s finally turning the corner where he’s going to sleep longer periods,” she replied with a yawn.

“If not, you seriously need to consider pumping for night feedings.”

She rolled her eyes. “If I start letting you guys give him a bottle, I’ll never see him.”

I laughed. “True.” Jerking my chin at the table, I said, “Now sit down and eat.”

“I swear, you’re becoming as bossy as Theo,” she huffed before easing down into a chair.

“Need the donut pillow?”

“I’m fine,” she grumbled.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if you needed it considering how birthing an almost nine-pound baby wrecks your vagina.

Vivian laughed. “Next time I get knocked up, I’ll make sure it’s with smaller men,” she quipped.

“Over my dead body.”

She winked at me before she started flipping through her phone. When she sucked in a breath, I whirled around. “Is it the DNA results?”

She shook her head. “No, but it’s pretty fucking amazing.”

“Don’t keep me hanging.”

“I have an offer to be an editor for a new non-fiction imprint of my publishing house.”

“Seriously?”

Nodding, she replied, “I’d be acquiring new titles along with editing them.”

While that sounded like torture to me, I knew it was right up Vivian’s alley. “That sounds amazing.”

“It is. Like a dream come true. And the best part is I could work from home, so I could stay with Griffin and even travel to see Theo in Charleston.”

“When would you have to start?”

“Next month.”

“So soon?”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m pretty sure I could squeeze in reading a few query letters during breastfeeding.”

“While it’s true that you’re Wonder Woman, I just don’t want you taking on too much right now.” At Vivian’s huff, I held up my hands. “You just squeezed a watermelon out a hole the size of a lemon a mere seven days ago.”

Wincing, she replied, “Don’t remind me.”

Bennett and Theo appeared in the doorway. As usual, Theo looked fresh-faced and ready to take on the world while Bennett appeared like a zombie lurching around.

“Vivian has news,” I said as I sat a glass of orange juice down beside her omelet.

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