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“Please tell me these couches are disinfected after every party,” I whisper out of the side of my mouth.
Wrenley cackles out a laugh. When I don’t join her, she glances my way and sobers pretty quickly. Was I kind of joking? Sure. Was I also very serious? Yes.
“Do you think Cherise would insist on anything less?” It’s not a direct answer, but it’s good enough for me.
“Fair point,” I concede.
Having met Cherise, the queen of the old ladies as Lucifer’s woman, she also happens to be Wrenley’s mother-in-law. She’s an amazing woman and, honestly, I kind of want to be her when I grow up. She doesn’t take shit, but she’s also one of the nicest women I’ve ever met.
My ass is barely settled against the couch before my best friend metaphorically pounces on me. “What is going on with you and Apostle? You two looked very cozy. Normally you would be running away from him like your ass is on fire.” Her lips tip down in a frown and her eyebrows furrow together. “At least, that’s how it was before.”
“He was waiting for me to heal, apparently,” I admit, the sweetness of his actions and concern for me hitting me like a damn semi.
“That is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard,” Wrenley’s voice is thick with emotion.
When I look over at my best friend, she has tears in her eyes, and it makes my hackles rise. She’s in touch with her emotions and everything, but she should not be almost crying because Crosby has been waiting for me to heal.
I don’t think.
“Okay, Mrs. Emotional, what is going on with you?”
The smile she gives me is radiant and everything makes perfect sense when she leans into me and whispers in my ear, “I’m pregnant.”
CHAPTER 8
SIOUX
I think my brain just shut down. I understand the words my best friend just said to me. I’m not even surprised by them, not really. Still, the knowledge that my best friend in the entire fucking world, the woman I consider my soul sister, is growing an entire new human to bring into this world, shocks me completely.
I knew this would happen. She’s married to a man who does not even try to hide his desire for her; not that he should.
“Holy shit,” I whisper before I practically launch myself into my best friend’s lap and hug her like I’m a damn octopus. I rear back from her just as quickly and hiss, “I shouldn’t hug you too tight, you’re pregnant.”
Wrenley’s laughter is damn near melodious as she grins at me. I study her and realize that I should have guessed what was going on with her the moment I saw her. The woman is glowing.
And I’m not just saying that because she’s like a sister to me and I love her deeply.
“Are you feeling okay? Have you had any morning sickness? How far along are you?” I start to fire questions at her rapid fire without even giving her a chance to hear them let alone answer them. But I’m a roll and I’m not nearly done. “Who else knows? Do you want a boy or a girl? Have you thought about names? Tell me that we’re designing the cutest nursery there ever was in your house.” I pause and narrow my eyes at her, daring her to tell me no. “I’m their godmother, right?”
Wrenley’s hand shoots out and she covers my mouth as her eyes dart around the room. “Reid told the inner circle because of some discussion they had the other day about safety, but we haven’t told anyone else yet.”
I lick her hand and she recoils, her face twisting up in disgust.
I lean into her so she can hear me better because now that I know this needs to be super secret spy level information, I refuse to be the one to let the cat out of the bag. “You haven’t even told Cherise?” Wrenley shakes her head slowly and I grimace. “But Lucifer knows?”
“Yeah,” she holds out the word, wincing the entire time.
I lean back against the couch, forgetting momentarily about the amount of fucking, amongst other acts, it has seen. I whistle softly, my eyes darting around the room as well. It looks like a normal party tonight, but there is a certain tension that has me curious.
“You better tell her soon before someone spills the beans,” I warn her.
“I know. I just wanted to give it some time to sink in. Reid was the only person who knew, but there was a meeting the other day and he felt like he needed to share with the rest of the ranked brothers.”
I perk up slightly, her words from earlier and safety really sinking in. “I bet that’s why Crosby has been acting strangely the last few days.”
Wrenley’s eyes go so wide I’m almost a little concerned for her, but then her face morphs into one of triumph as she smirks. There’s a teasing lilt to her voice, “So it’s Crosby now, huh? Aren’t you the same person who told me that you were refusing to call him anything other than his road name?”
My cheeks heat and I look away from the too curious eyes of my friend. I’ll crack under her scrutiny if I’m not careful.
