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Taking my hand, she walked out of the room where we found Vaughn and Judd playing pool in the dining room. The guys were deep in silent competition, so we admired their hot bodies quietly. Our giggling finally drew their attention.
“Where are we eating?” Vaughn asked, hitting a ball.
“We should eat somewhere that preggos can’t enjoy,” I suggested and Tawny grinned. “I think they can’t eat deli meat, but I don’t want that crap.”
Tawny searched info on her phone then smiled. “Sushi is supposed to be iffy.”
“Barf,” Vaughn said and Judd grimaced.
“We should go to a fish place and share a little sushi to celebrate our powerful birth control.”
Judd smiled at this comment. “Poor Aaron.”
“Screw Aaron,” I grunted. “Lark’s the one carrying two babies.”
Vaughn and Judd looked at each other then burst out laughing.
“What’s so funny?”
“He hooks up with a chick whose birth control is defective and ends up with twins,” Vaughn said, walking to me. “Dumb fuck probably didn’t know what hit him.”
“He gets to spend his life with an amazing person. Fuck you for laughing at his good luck.”
“Don’t go big sis on me, daffodil. One day, I’m knocking you up with twins too. No harm in making double the hot kids.”
“I’m still mad.”
“Wanna make a baby right now?” he whispered in my ear.
“Sushi first.”
“Barf.”
“We’ll see.”
Thirty minutes later, Vaughn proved me wrong. He hated sushi and nearly threw up after trying a bite. Watching him freak-out nearly killed me. I laughed so hard I couldn’t breathe. Tawny was also in hysterics. Like any good friend would, Judd took a picture of a gagging Vaughn with his phone.
“Sent it to the crew. You’re welcome.”
“Jackass,” Vaughn said, wiping his tongue with a napkin.
Calming my laughter, I stroked his ponytail. “Poor baby. I’ll make it up to you later.”
Vaughn’s horrified expression immediately shifted into a smirk. “Yeah, you will.
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