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“Wait… do you two know something that we don’t?” I asked, gazing at their faces. I’d found that CindyLou couldn’t hold onto a secret no matter how hard she tried. Scotty could go forever, but not CindyLou. “Tell us!”

Both Mickey and I sat up, along with CindyLou who held her pillow on her lap. Scotty sat with his back to the fire, the bottle of wine in an ice bucket off to the side. He liked to be prepared.

“Okay… okay…” she began, a smile blooming on her lovely face. “Yes. Scotty knows my secret because I wanted to get his opinion before I said anything. And before I knew for sure.”

“You sold your song,” Mickey guessed.

“No,” she said, but that would be nice.

“You and Scotty finished off the rest of the songs for your album,” I said, trying to think of what the hell would she have told Scotty and not Mickey and I.

“Not exactly, but we’re close to finishing up.”

“Are we on the right track,” Mickey wanted to know.

She shook her head. “Completely cold.”

“What the fuck!” Mickey said.

It came to me then, like a bolt of lightning. Like when I saw her with Darci for the first time.

“You’re pregnant,” I said, as calmly as if I was guessing how many jelly beans were in a jar. Only these weren’t jelly beans. This was a baby. Our baby. And just like that, my pulse quickened while we waited for the answer.

“That’s not possible,” Mickey assured us. “She’s been on the pill the entire time.”

“Not exactly,” she whispered, and this time my stomach clenched.

“Just say it,” Mickey ordered.

She pulled in a breath, then let it out with a woosh of information. “I’m almost three months pregnant, with twin girls. Scotty took me for the appointment. I wasn’t going to tell anyone until I knew for certain, but he’d found the little pee wand, and well…”

For a brief moment, I couldn’t react. Then, a surge of true joy blew through me and I had to yell out how I felt.

“Woo-hoo!” I yelled, then grabbed her and couldn’t stop kissing her.

Mickey just sat there, looking shocked. “Do we know who… which one of us is the father?”

“We can’t know that until the baby or rather babies are born,” CindyLou said. “But it could be any one of you. Are you upset, Mickey? Do you want to punch something, because if you do, there are two punching bags out in the garage just waiting for you.”

He stood, taking her up with him. Once they were staring at each other, he said, “You’ve made me the happiest man on this planet… with maybe the exception of these two cowboys who I know are over the moon.”

“Over the moon?” Scotty asked.

“Something Daryl might say.”

“And speaking of Daryl, does he know?” I asked.

She shook her head. “I just wanted to keep it between us for a while.”

“How do you think he’ll react?” I asked CindyLou.

“If Aunt Donna has anything to do with it, he’ll be over the moon, exactly like you said, Mickey.”

“Wow, twin girls!”

“The boys are now officially outnumbered in this family,” I said.

“And better for it, if you ask me,” Scotty said. “It’s the girls that hold us together, and that includes Aunt Donna.”

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