“Sir? Jesus, Kandon. Laying it on a bit thick, aren’t you?” Aaron smirked.

“Leave him alone, jerk face.” Sofia came to my defense.

“You could take a page out of Cole’s book, Son. Good manners never hurt anyone.”

Aaron rolled his eyes. “We should do this more often, it’s soooo much fun. But next time, we need to make sure E and Ashleigh are here. I don’t see why he gets to miss out on this family bonding time.”

“Oh, don’t worry, Son. Ezra’s time will come.” Mr. Bennet grinned.

“Yes, well, if we’re done talking—”

Sofia shot off her chair and clapped her hand over her mouth.

“Sweetheart?”

But she was already gone, running out of the kitchen.

“Something you want to tell us, Kandon?”

“What?”

“Morning sickness, perhaps?”

“Seriously, not funny, asshole.” My cheeks grew hot as everyone looked at me. “We’re not… we haven’t…”

Wow. This was awkward.

“Relax, Cole. I’m sure it’s just her iron levels,” Mrs. Bennet said. “Do you want to go check on her or shall I?”

“I’ll go,” I said. The sooner I got out of here, the better.

Fucking Aaron and his big mouth.

He had the audacity to smirk at me as I excused myself from the table and went in search of Sofia.

I found her in the downstairs bathroom, slumped over the toilet bowl.

“Ugh, no. Stay out,” she murmured between retching. “This is gross. I don’t want you to see me like this again.”

“What’s a little puke between friends,” I joked as I sat down behind her and gathered her hair out of her face.

“Cole, you don’t have—”

“Let me look after you.”

“Okay.” She sagged against my body. “I think that’s—”

Sofia scrambled forward and purged some more. I rubbed her back in a soothing motion hoping it might help a little.

“You need anything? Water? A cold compress?

“N-no, I’m good.” A shudder ran through her, and I ran my hands up and down her arms.

“I’ve got you, Sofe.”

“I’m the worst girlfriend ever.”

“Girlfriend, you say?” My heart rate kicked up a beat.