Page 280 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
I looked over at James. He was smiling at me.
“What?”
“Are you talking to her again?”
“Him.I’m right about this one.”
“This one?” He raised his eyebrow.
I sighed and put my fork down. It was time to admit defeat. “I think that Daphne is…”
“Ladies and gentlemen, may I please have your attention!” Rob said, cutting me off from having to concede. “We have so much to celebrate tonight.” He grabbed Daphne’s hand and pulled her to her feet. “My beautiful new wife.” He kissed her cheek.
A little color went back to her face.
“And a beautiful family.” He lifted his glass in the air.
Well…I mean…he could have just been referring to all of us sitting at Table 1.Maybe. Possibly. Probably not.
Bee leaned around the ice sculpture so she could see me. “Shotgun wedding,” she mouthed silently at me from across the table.
Yeah, I know. Gah!I really hated losing bets.
Rob wrapped his arm around Daphne, the biggest smile on his face. “A family of three,” he said and put his hand on Daphne’s stomach.
“We’re pregnant!” Daphne shouted.
Son of a bitch.I pressed my lips together at the thought. I didn’t mean that. Daphne was lovely. And I was super happy for them.
“Huzzah!” Rob yelled and threw his glass on the ground.
Everyone around him started throwing their glasses and yelling “huzzah” at the top of their lungs.
Daphne threw one of the plates like a frisbee across the tent. It shattered into a million pieces and then more people started throwing glasses and plates down on the ground.
Bee took one more bite off her plate and then lifted it in the air. “Huzzah!” she slammed it on the ground and then everyone at our table started doing it too.
A glass shattered dangerously close to my foot. And I was pretty sure Kristen had done it intentionally. I leaned into James so I wouldn’t get cut.
And then a bunch of confetti started raining down from the top of the tent.
I coughed and waved my hand in front of my face.
James smiled down at me.
“Don’t even say it,” I said and pushed confetti off my shoulder. “Maybe that was the grand speech finale? The glass seems like a hazard for dancing if you ask me.” But there were already a bunch of waiters rushing out with brooms.
“You’re changing the subject when what we should really be discussing is…I win.”
I laughed. “I said not to say it.”
“She’s going to have a best friend for life now,” James said and put his hand on my stomach.
I’d tell him that he was wrong, and that I was most definitely going to have a boy. But I’d just lost a bet. And I didn’t feel quite as confident about the sex of our baby anymore. I was terrible at bets. “That’s all that really matters,” I said. “We should go congratulate them.”
“Well, the bet still matters,” he said as he helped me to my feet.
“What are you going to make me do?”
