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behind her.
Thyme crossed her arms and leaned against the counter, a winning smirk on her face.
“Don’t look at me like that, little sister.”
“You two are pathetic.” Rayne pulled Sage and Thyme in for a group hug. “Listen to yourselves. Thyme, yes, Sage has always been a selfish person, but I’d say this act of kindness makes up for a few of the mean things she’s done to you over the years.” Thyme lowered her head. “And Sage. No one in the world could make you do anything you didn’t want to do. So the fact that you came up with this idea to carry your sister’s child for nine months shows how much you love her. You may not say it, but you do. And I know you love me too.”
“Who doesn’t love you? You’re perfect,” Sage snipped.
“Far from it. I am a nice person but I don’t know if I’d ever come up with the idea to be a surrogate. That goes above and beyond the call of sisterly duty.”
Sage shrugged out of the group hug. “I’m hungry.” She made herself a plate of food and plopped herself on the barstool.
Sage’s phone rang and she jumped to find it. Following the ringing, she made her way to the living room and pulled it out of her purse. The caller ID glowed and she couldn’t help but smile. “Hi.”
“Hi yourself.”
Sage chewed on her lip and turned her back on her curious sisters. “Rough day in the office?”
“You could say that.” Luke sounded tired. “I don’t really have time to talk, but I wanted to hear your voice.”
“Oh.” That was sweet. Sage didn’t do sweet. Rayne and Thyme did sweet. What the hell was she doing with this man?
“Listen, I’m on my way back to the station and not sure if I can call you later. I’m pulling an all-nighter.”
“That’s okay. Stay safe.”
“Thanks. You too.” He hung up before she did. Another first.
Relaxing her smile and gathering her composure, she set her phone on the coffee table and headed back to the kitchen, trying hard to mask the giddiness in her chest.
“Who was that?” Thyme grinned.
“No one.”
“Then why are you blushing? You never blush.”
“Shut up.”
“Girls,” Rayne intervened.
“Sage has a boyfriend.”
“No I don’t.”
“A crush,” Thyme teased.
“He’s a guy I’m going to have sex with. That’s it.”
Thyme’s expression sobered. “Don’t do anything that would hurt the babies. Please.”
Sage rolled her eyes. “I’m not into the BDSM crap. Sex is perfectly fine when you’re pregnant. Right, Rayne?”
Rayne smiled. “Oh, it’s perfectly fine all right.”
“Gross.” Sage tore off a few grapes and popped them in her mouth.
“But seriously, Sage. You shouldn’t be sleeping around. Sex with someone you know and trust and care about is fine but…”
“Save me the lecture, Mother Theresa. I’m not out whoring. It’s just a guy. When I’m done with him I’ll be done with sex for a while. I’m not going to be raking in the men once I start showing.”
“So this guy. Does he have a name?” Thyme asked.
“Yup.”
“And?”
“What does it matter? Bob. Henry. Gus. It’s just a name.”
“Is he hot?”
“I don’t sleep with ugly men.”
“You don’t talk about any men. You’ve never introduced us to a guy. You’ve never mentioned a romantic date. You always act like you hate men. But this guy makes you blush. How hot and heavy are you?” Thyme teased.
“We haven’t—” She stopped herself before she gave away any more information.
“You haven’t slept with him yet, but he can make you blush like that?” Thyme laughed. “Well, it’s about freaking time! I want to meet this guy.”
“Shut up. It’s nothing.”
“Thyme, leave your sister alone.” Rayne sipped her tea and studied Sage. “We’re here for you if and when you need us, you know.”
“Yup.” No way was she succumbing to her sister’s sweetness.
“Okay. Change of subject. Thyme. How’s Maddie?”
Thyme softened and went on a ten minute talk
Thyme crossed her arms and leaned against the counter, a winning smirk on her face.
“Don’t look at me like that, little sister.”
“You two are pathetic.” Rayne pulled Sage and Thyme in for a group hug. “Listen to yourselves. Thyme, yes, Sage has always been a selfish person, but I’d say this act of kindness makes up for a few of the mean things she’s done to you over the years.” Thyme lowered her head. “And Sage. No one in the world could make you do anything you didn’t want to do. So the fact that you came up with this idea to carry your sister’s child for nine months shows how much you love her. You may not say it, but you do. And I know you love me too.”
“Who doesn’t love you? You’re perfect,” Sage snipped.
“Far from it. I am a nice person but I don’t know if I’d ever come up with the idea to be a surrogate. That goes above and beyond the call of sisterly duty.”
Sage shrugged out of the group hug. “I’m hungry.” She made herself a plate of food and plopped herself on the barstool.
Sage’s phone rang and she jumped to find it. Following the ringing, she made her way to the living room and pulled it out of her purse. The caller ID glowed and she couldn’t help but smile. “Hi.”
“Hi yourself.”
Sage chewed on her lip and turned her back on her curious sisters. “Rough day in the office?”
“You could say that.” Luke sounded tired. “I don’t really have time to talk, but I wanted to hear your voice.”
“Oh.” That was sweet. Sage didn’t do sweet. Rayne and Thyme did sweet. What the hell was she doing with this man?
“Listen, I’m on my way back to the station and not sure if I can call you later. I’m pulling an all-nighter.”
“That’s okay. Stay safe.”
“Thanks. You too.” He hung up before she did. Another first.
Relaxing her smile and gathering her composure, she set her phone on the coffee table and headed back to the kitchen, trying hard to mask the giddiness in her chest.
“Who was that?” Thyme grinned.
“No one.”
“Then why are you blushing? You never blush.”
“Shut up.”
“Girls,” Rayne intervened.
“Sage has a boyfriend.”
“No I don’t.”
“A crush,” Thyme teased.
“He’s a guy I’m going to have sex with. That’s it.”
Thyme’s expression sobered. “Don’t do anything that would hurt the babies. Please.”
Sage rolled her eyes. “I’m not into the BDSM crap. Sex is perfectly fine when you’re pregnant. Right, Rayne?”
Rayne smiled. “Oh, it’s perfectly fine all right.”
“Gross.” Sage tore off a few grapes and popped them in her mouth.
“But seriously, Sage. You shouldn’t be sleeping around. Sex with someone you know and trust and care about is fine but…”
“Save me the lecture, Mother Theresa. I’m not out whoring. It’s just a guy. When I’m done with him I’ll be done with sex for a while. I’m not going to be raking in the men once I start showing.”
“So this guy. Does he have a name?” Thyme asked.
“Yup.”
“And?”
“What does it matter? Bob. Henry. Gus. It’s just a name.”
“Is he hot?”
“I don’t sleep with ugly men.”
“You don’t talk about any men. You’ve never introduced us to a guy. You’ve never mentioned a romantic date. You always act like you hate men. But this guy makes you blush. How hot and heavy are you?” Thyme teased.
“We haven’t—” She stopped herself before she gave away any more information.
“You haven’t slept with him yet, but he can make you blush like that?” Thyme laughed. “Well, it’s about freaking time! I want to meet this guy.”
“Shut up. It’s nothing.”
“Thyme, leave your sister alone.” Rayne sipped her tea and studied Sage. “We’re here for you if and when you need us, you know.”
“Yup.” No way was she succumbing to her sister’s sweetness.
“Okay. Change of subject. Thyme. How’s Maddie?”
Thyme softened and went on a ten minute talk
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