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Nana set a hand on her hip and raised her brows. “As if I won’t just walk right in and drag you two out of bed when you need dragging.”

“I love you, Nana,” Sophie said, “but I’m going to lock my doors until at least eight o’clock in the morning.”

Nana patted Sophie’s hand. “I’m not worried. Once that baby’s woken you up at three a.m. enough times, you’ll be begging me to spend the night just to care for the sweet bundle.”

Lindsay breezed into the room, and Amanda, Tiffany, and Tawny followed her in. They all looked gorgeous in pink high-low bridesmaid gowns. Amanda and Tiffany had gotten pregnant on or around the night Brett had proposed to Sophie, and they were excited to be having babies so close together.

“Are we ready?” Lindsay asked. “Mr. Not so Pure and Very Immense is waiting.”

“Mr. what?” Sophie asked.

“I guess you never saw what he wrote in Nana and Poppi’s anniversary journal?” Lindsay asked. “You wrote that you hoped you’d get lucky enough to find love as pure and immense as Nana and Poppi’s, and Brett wrote ‘Happy anniversary’ and signed it ‘Mr. Not So Pure and Very Immense.’”

Sophie beamed with pride. “That’s my man.”

“By the looks of you guys, all of y’all have feisty men,” Nana said as she surveyed their baby bumps. “You all look like an advertisement for Planned Parenthood. When does Adeline get a sibling?” she asked Tawny.

“Where is Adeline?” Sophie asked.

“She’s out back with Grace’s sisters, whom she found fascinatingly colorful,” Tawny said. “They’re throwing rose petals on the aisle leading up to the gazebo.” Sophie’s father and Poppi had built a beautiful gazebo for the wedding, and Lindsay had decorated it with flowers and ivy.

“I bet she found them colorful,” Grace mumbled, sharing a knowing smile with Sophie.

“Adeline looks adorable in her frilly dress,” Sophie’s mother said. “Do you and Carson plan to have more children?”

Tawny put her hand on her nearly flat stomach and said, “You can only hear ‘Mommy, I want a baby, too’ so many times before you give in.”

There was a collective gasp.

“You’re pregnant?” Sophie asked.

“We didn’t want to tell anyone until after your big day, but…” Tawny’s green eyes lit up as she nodded. “Twelve weeks yesterday.”

Amanda squealed. “This is so great!”

“Another baby shower to plan!” Lindsay said.

There was a group hug around their burgeoning bellies. Sophie had been close to the girls before she and Brett had come together, but the way they’d accepted Grace and Lindsay into their close-knit circle made her love them even more.

Tawny touched her stomach again. “We’re excited. But we haven’t told Adeline yet, because we were afraid she’d spill the beans. We’ll tell her after the wedding.”

“Jackie will be over the moon!” Sophie’s mother said. She and Brett’s mother had become close while they were planning the wedding.

“She is,” Tawny said. “We told her already. She’s so happy that her family is finally coming together after all these years.”

“Family is everything. And what’s this I hear about you coming back home for a few weeks, Grace?” Nana asked.

“I see my mother’s been spreading the news,” Grace said. “My sister Amber asked me to teach a screenplay writing class at her bookstore, and I could use the break.”

“Fresh matchmaking blood!” Nana rubbed her palms together.

“Mom! You’ll scare her off before she even arrives.” Sophie’s mother shook her head. “Sorry, Grace. I’ll try to keep her on Lindsay’s trail.”

“No, thank you,” Lindsay snapped. “I do not want to get married. Grace, you and I will have to stick together.”

“It’s not like I’m moving back or will have oodles of time to try to find a man, Nana, so maybe you should focus on one of my sisters instead.”

“How about if we focus on getting this wedding off the ground,” Sophie’s father said from the doorway. He looked handsome in a dark suit and pink tie, matching all the men in the wedding party.