“I don’t know,” Maeve said croakily. “The day before yesterday I felt ill, I vomited and then I felt better. Bit tired but otherwise fine. Yesterday, I was fine. Okay, a little nauseous but I didn’t vomit. Then this morning, bam! Sick again.”
“Hmm, that sounds odd,” Cat said.
“Can I get you anything?” Immy asked. “Gatorade?”
“No thanks, I’m fine,” Maeve said tiredly.
Cat shared a look with Immy. “Maeve, does Gray know any of this?”
She had a feeling she already knew the answer . . .
“No!” Maeve said, shaking her head. “No way! I am not spending my Christmas in bed.” She grimaced. “I didn’t tell him because I thought he’d make me stay at home. And I wasn’t missing out on Christmas with you guys. But if he finds out, he’ll make me stay in bed. Which just isn’t fair!”
Cat frowned. “Wait. You’re only sick sometimes? And you’ve been tired?”
“Uh-huh.”
Cat glanced at Immy again. “Babe, what are the chances that you’re pregnant?”
Because Cat was thinking they were pretty high.
“I can’t be. I always use birth control.”
“I mean sometimes people get pregnant on birth control, right?” Immy asked.
“And weren’t you on antibiotics a while ago?” Cat asked.
“But we didn’t have sex until a few days after I finished the antibiotics . . . do you think . . .”
“Maybe?” Cat shrugged. “Worth taking a pregnancy test to find out, right?”
“I suppose,” Maeve said as the color started to return to her face. “But how will we get the test?”
“Hmm. That is an issue.” Cat tapped her finger against her chin. “We could order one, not sure how quickly they’d deliver at this time of year, though.”
Hmm, yeah, it wouldn’t get there today.
“We’re going to have to go into town and get one,” she said.
“How?” Maeve asked. “We’d need an excuse to leave and at least one guy is going to come with us and ask why we’re going to the pharmacy.”
“What if we take Rafael and the Scot,” Cat suggested. “We’ll tell the guys that one of us forgot a gift. Who shall we say forgot?”
“You,” Maeve and Immy told her.
“Rude, but accurate. And we’ll go to the pharmacy, I’ll create a diversion, the Scot and Rafael will look at me and Immy will grab the pregnancy test. There, it’s a full-proof plan.”
“But how will we keep our guys from coming with us?” Immy asked. “I mean, whose present are you going to say you forgot to buy?”
“Um, all of them?” Cat said.
Immy and Maeve shot her looks.
“Oh, I know! Alejandro was talking about a poker game. I just have to get him to start it early. Then they’ll all be too busy.”
There! That was definitely foolproof. She glanced around suspiciously.
“What are you looking for?” Immy asked, peering around as well.
