Page 21 of Her Italian Wedding (Sweet Treats 9)

I giggle while opening my door to get out.

“But Shosh, Dan has always been bald, so you knew that before marrying him! How is he going to grow hair now?”

My buddy rolls her eyes while slamming the car door.

“Hair transplants? Rogaine for Men? No seriously, Mel, I’m just kidding. I love Dan and our life with the kids. And no, I don’t miss Dads and Daughters. It was part of my life, and a wonderful part, but I’ve moved on. I’m a woman of thirty now, with two rugrats and a doting husband. I wouldn’t trade them for the world.”

I grin as she opens the front door.

“Good,” I say. “I’m so glad because sometimes I wonder about the other side. All the daughters will graduate at some point,” I say ruefully. “Including me, so it’s encouraging to hear that you love your new life.”

Shosh nods and puts her purse on the counter. She and Dan have a beautiful split level with a homey kitchen that connects to a family room. There are kids’ toys scattered on the floor, but I don’t mind. It’s nice sometimes to view someone’s life other than your own. Especially because Shosh has always been there for me, and because I want what’s best for her.

She heads to the fridge and opens it.

“Water?” she asks. “Juice?”

“What about wine?” I ask playfully. “I did just come from Italy, which is known for their wine.”

She grins at me while pulling a carton of orange juice from the shelf.

“Girl, don’t even try to play me,” she mock scolds while pouring two glasses. “I knew you were pregnant the moment you got off the plane.”

I stare at her while sitting motionless on my stool.

“You did?” I stammer. “But how?”

Shoshanna merely slides onto the stool next to mine while handing me a glass of OJ.

“Take it from someone who’s been pregnant twice. I know when another woman’s pregnant just from the vibes.”

I laugh out loud then.

“No seriously. What was it that gave it away? I haven’t told Domenico nor Matteo yet.”

“I know,” she says smugly. “I could tell that too. Those two dudes are handsome as sin, but completely clueless when it comes to this. You’re probably three months along right?”

“Two,” I reply meekly.

She nods triumphantly.

“See? I knew. And Melissa, you look gorgeous because of it. You’re glowing from the inside out, and you’re so happy that if you could bottle this emotion, you’d make gazillions of dollars.”

I laugh gently.

“Yeah, but the fathers don’t know yet. That’s a little bit of a problem, I would say.”

Shosh smiles while throwing me a sideways glance.

“But why haven’t you told them? And what’s their story? Do you know who the father is?”

I take a deep breath.

“Well, no, because I’ve been doing them both,” I confess. “Usually at the same time.”

Shosh nods smugly.

“Good for you girlfriend. I always enjoyed the two-on-ones. Do they ever get it on with one another?”

I look around her house quickly.

“By the way, are Dan and the kids home?”

Shosh shakes her head conspiratorially.

“No, I sent them to Costco. The kids love all the samples, and they won’t be back for a while yet. But back to the question: are your men bisexual, or are you the sole focus?”

I blush.

“I’m the sole focus,” I say, my cheeks coloring. “It’s so good that way.”

Shosh lets out a joyful whoop.

“Oh my god, that’s awesome,” she gushes. “I’m starting to miss Dads and Daughters. OMG!”

I blush even more hotly.

“But Shosh, I don’t know who the father is, and it’s partly because I’ve with both of them all the time, but it’s also because they don’t let me see who’s taking me.”

My buddy looks confused as she tucks a curl behind her ear.

“What do you mean, they don’t let you see? Are you always wearing a blindfold while you make love? That’s totally fine, Melly, but all the time?”

I shake my head.

“No, not all the time. It’s this thing we’ve been practicing ever since I met Matteo and Domenico. They want to know if I can tell between them down there. You know, if I can tell who’s in me based on length, thickness, and depth of penetration.”

Shosh leans forward, her blue eyes wide.

“And can you?” she asks with bated breath. “Oooh, this is so exciting.”

I blush and nod.

“I can. Well, at least I think I can. In fact, I think I’ve been able to tell from the first or second time we were together, but this game is so much fun that I pretend I don’t know. We’ve been practicing for six months now, and I don’t think Domenico and Matteo have caught on yet.”

Shosh sits back and laughs while taking another sip of orange juice.

“Well, that’s men for you. So intelligent and caring in some ways, yet utterly clueless in others. But Mel, why haven’t you told them about your pregnancy? Why are you holding back?”

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