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this.”
“The new, fancy job or your baby daddy?”
“The baby daddy. I will tell her about that.”
“When?”
“Soon.”
She raises a brow. “Daisy…”
“ Soon , Rose. I promise.”
“Good. Preferably sometime before it’s crowning.”
I cringe. “Well, there’s a mental image I’ve been trying to avoid.”
“Just don’t look up what an episiotomy is,” she chuckles.
“Oh, keep laughing, Rose,” I whisper. “Just remember that anything that happens to me will happen to you when you bear halfback’s gigantic, roided-out offspring.”
She pauses. “Yikes.”
“Uh-huh.” I gesture down my body. “Behold, your future.”
“I will no longer tease you about gross baby stuff,” she says, holding up a scout’s honor with her fingers.
“Thank you,” I nod.
She lays a few tops into my suitcase. “So, you and Hunter are going for it for real, then?”
“It would appear so,” I answer. “And if I were being super honest with myself, that’s the part of this whole thing that freaks me out the most.”
“But you’re the queen of relationships,” she argues.
“I’m the queen of ending them, maybe,” I say, “but we’re having a baby . There’s way more pressure to get this one right.”
“Don’t worry about getting it right . Just worry about the basics. Take it slow. You already know there’s chemistry, right? There were some sparks during conception, yes?”
I nod. “Yeah, and… earlier tonight.”
“Tonight?”
“Yeah.”
She raises a brow. “You slept with him again tonight ?”
I wince. “Yeah.”
“Wow…” she chuckles. “Maybe I spoke too soon on the whole taking it slow part.”
“It just happened ,” I say. “Maybe I’ll get to play the hormone card every time I do something slutty, too.”
“Man, getting knocked up is the perfect scapegoat for you.”
“It really is,” I nod. “Maybe I should have done this sooner…”
She plops down beside me on the bed. “Daisy, don’t think too hard about it. If he’s the guy for you, then you’ll know it.”
“And if he’s not?”
“Then…” She throws her arm around my shoulder, “we’ll deal with that if we need to. Until then, just follow your gut. So far, he’s got top marks from me.”
“Yeah?”
“Hey, the guy hit three home runs, visited you in the hospital, found out you were pregnant, got you your dream job — all in one day — and still had the energy to bang you. I’d say he’s worth a second look.”
“You’re probably right.” My smile fades as I stare into my open suitcase. “ Pack heavy but travel light. What the fuck does that even mean?”
Rose shrugs.
Chapter 12
Hunter
“So… let me get this straight…” Devin throws the baseball back to me and I jerk my gloved hand towards my face to keep the fastball from colliding with my nose. “The girl you knocked out with your home run is pregnant…”
I toss the ball back to him. “Right.”
“And the kid is yours?”
“Yes.”
“Because you two had a one-night stand six weeks ago?”
“That about covers it.”
He shakes his head. “That’s some magic voodoo shit, man. Either you two won the messed-up coincidence lottery or the universe is trying to tell you something.”
He fires another fastball at me and the impact sends ripples up my arm. I wince and pull my hand free from my glove. “Take it down a notch, Devin,” I laugh, shaking it out. “Jeez.”
“Sorry,” he says. “I just get a little excited when my friend pulls me out of bed at three in the morning to play catch and dumps his problems on me.”
I slide my hand back into my glove and throw the ball back down the parking lot. “Well, I had to tell somebody . I was losing my mind up there.”
“You know me, man. I’m from Jersey, I live for gossip,” he says. “I just wasn’t expecting the lost episodes of The Twilight Zone to come out of your mouth.”
“Oh, it gets weirder,” I say. “Guess who’s
“The new, fancy job or your baby daddy?”
“The baby daddy. I will tell her about that.”
“When?”
“Soon.”
She raises a brow. “Daisy…”
“ Soon , Rose. I promise.”
“Good. Preferably sometime before it’s crowning.”
I cringe. “Well, there’s a mental image I’ve been trying to avoid.”
“Just don’t look up what an episiotomy is,” she chuckles.
“Oh, keep laughing, Rose,” I whisper. “Just remember that anything that happens to me will happen to you when you bear halfback’s gigantic, roided-out offspring.”
She pauses. “Yikes.”
“Uh-huh.” I gesture down my body. “Behold, your future.”
“I will no longer tease you about gross baby stuff,” she says, holding up a scout’s honor with her fingers.
“Thank you,” I nod.
She lays a few tops into my suitcase. “So, you and Hunter are going for it for real, then?”
“It would appear so,” I answer. “And if I were being super honest with myself, that’s the part of this whole thing that freaks me out the most.”
“But you’re the queen of relationships,” she argues.
“I’m the queen of ending them, maybe,” I say, “but we’re having a baby . There’s way more pressure to get this one right.”
“Don’t worry about getting it right . Just worry about the basics. Take it slow. You already know there’s chemistry, right? There were some sparks during conception, yes?”
I nod. “Yeah, and… earlier tonight.”
“Tonight?”
“Yeah.”
She raises a brow. “You slept with him again tonight ?”
I wince. “Yeah.”
“Wow…” she chuckles. “Maybe I spoke too soon on the whole taking it slow part.”
“It just happened ,” I say. “Maybe I’ll get to play the hormone card every time I do something slutty, too.”
“Man, getting knocked up is the perfect scapegoat for you.”
“It really is,” I nod. “Maybe I should have done this sooner…”
She plops down beside me on the bed. “Daisy, don’t think too hard about it. If he’s the guy for you, then you’ll know it.”
“And if he’s not?”
“Then…” She throws her arm around my shoulder, “we’ll deal with that if we need to. Until then, just follow your gut. So far, he’s got top marks from me.”
“Yeah?”
“Hey, the guy hit three home runs, visited you in the hospital, found out you were pregnant, got you your dream job — all in one day — and still had the energy to bang you. I’d say he’s worth a second look.”
“You’re probably right.” My smile fades as I stare into my open suitcase. “ Pack heavy but travel light. What the fuck does that even mean?”
Rose shrugs.
Chapter 12
Hunter
“So… let me get this straight…” Devin throws the baseball back to me and I jerk my gloved hand towards my face to keep the fastball from colliding with my nose. “The girl you knocked out with your home run is pregnant…”
I toss the ball back to him. “Right.”
“And the kid is yours?”
“Yes.”
“Because you two had a one-night stand six weeks ago?”
“That about covers it.”
He shakes his head. “That’s some magic voodoo shit, man. Either you two won the messed-up coincidence lottery or the universe is trying to tell you something.”
He fires another fastball at me and the impact sends ripples up my arm. I wince and pull my hand free from my glove. “Take it down a notch, Devin,” I laugh, shaking it out. “Jeez.”
“Sorry,” he says. “I just get a little excited when my friend pulls me out of bed at three in the morning to play catch and dumps his problems on me.”
I slide my hand back into my glove and throw the ball back down the parking lot. “Well, I had to tell somebody . I was losing my mind up there.”
“You know me, man. I’m from Jersey, I live for gossip,” he says. “I just wasn’t expecting the lost episodes of The Twilight Zone to come out of your mouth.”
“Oh, it gets weirder,” I say. “Guess who’s
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