Page 121 of Falling for Sunshine

Mara glances down at my stomach then back to the sink. “Does it feel weird?”

“Does what feel weird?”

“Knowing that you’re someone’s wife and soon-to-bemom.” She emphasizes the last word, drawing it out.

Tilting my head, I think about it. I search for any weirdness, but I don’t find any. All I feel is happiness. “Nah. I’m really happy, Mara. Although, I am disappointed about one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“I always thought you, me and Cora would do it all together at the same time. Get married, have babies and all that. I wanted to experience it all with you.”

Mara’s quiet for a few minutes, and I regret the words. Mara isn’t even seeing anyone right now, and here I am, shoving my happiness in her face.

“Mar—”

“Yeah, about that,” she interrupts, clearing her throat. “I think there is something we’re going to experience together.”

Looking at her in confusion, I grab her hand, stalling her dish cleaning. “What are you talking about?”

Her eyes drop to my stomach, then she grabs my hand, placing it over hers. My brain takes a minute to catch up, but then my eyes widen.

“Holy shit, Mara. Are you pregnant?” I all but shout.

When she nods her head, a lone tear trails down her cheek. “I’m about eight weeks in. I found out when you were in the hospital, and I’m so scared, Mils.”

“Don’t be scared. It’ll be okay. I’m here for you.” Pulling her in for a hug, I squeeze her tightly and kiss the side of her head. Leaning back, I make her meet my eyes as I touch her stomach. “You’re going to make an amazing mom, Mara.”

She lets out a shaky breath before nodding and giving me a watery smile. Covering my hand with hers, she laughs. “I just can’t believe I’m pregnant, you know?”

“You’re fucking what?” Whirling around, I find Rhett standing in the kitchen, eyes bouncing between Mara and me. His gaze zeroes in on my hand that’s resting on her stomach.

Mara steps back from me as Rhett stalks toward her, an unreadable expression on his face. My ‘never falters under pressure’ twin sister suddenly seems unsure as he demands,

“Answer me, Mara. Are you pregnant?”

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