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“Hey, honey. Are you behaving?”

She giggled. “I’ve only had sex with five boys and smoked pot twice.”

I frowned. “Don’t say that kind of stuff. You’ll give me a heart attack.”

She sighed. “As if Pierce would be okay with any of that.”

“Well, I want you to remain young and innocent for as long as possible.”

“I know.” She was quiet, and then she said softly, “I miss you.”

My heart jolted excitedly. “Really?” My voice was way higher-pitched than I’d have liked. But I was so glad to hear she’d missed me I didn’t really care. “I miss you too.”

“How long will you be gone?”

“I hope to come home tomorrow afternoon.”

“Okay. Good.”

“It’s nice to know you missed me.”

“Of course. I’m glad you miss me too.” Her voice changed to a slightly more sly tone. “Do you miss Pierce?”

My face warmed and I gave a self-conscious laugh. “Yes.” Emily had adapted to me and Pierce’s more intimate relationship without a problem. She actually seemed happy about it. At first I’d tried to hide how I felt about him, but she’d caught on anyway.

“He definitely misses you.” I heard Pierce in the background grumbling. “He’s trying to grab the phone from me. I think he’s bashful.”

“Emily, don’t torture him.”

She laughed. “But he’s so cute when his face is bright red.”

Pierce came on the line. “She’s a monster. Where did she learn her manners?”

“I don’t think she learned any.”

“She says she heard that.” He laughed. “She says she’s going to cut holes in all of your socks.”

I grinned, feeling happier now. It was a nice change talking to Pierce and Emily after spending the day with Brodie and his brooding wife. “Is Emily still in the room?”

“Nah, she wandered off.”

“I can’t wait to get home.”

“Yeah?” His tone was husky.

I sighed. “Yep. I don’t like sleeping alone anymore.”

“Really? A confirmed bachelor like you?” He laughed softly.

“It was never officially confirmed, and I really do love having you in my bed.” I licked my lips. “I’ve been thinking, the baby needs its own room. Maybe we should make your room into the baby’s room, and you can just permanently move into mine.” He was silent, and I waited for his response with my pulse racing.

“I don’t want to rush things.”

I squinted. “I know. But I think things are going really well with us.”

“I agree. It would suck to ruin them.”

“Are you hesitant because you have doubts about being with me?” I closed my eyes, trying to picture him right now. I could just imagine that little worried line he got between his pretty blue eyes. And he’d probably be gnawing on his full lower lip, wondering if we were moving too quickly.