"And the baby," Pine says softly.
"And the baby," I echo. The words still feel surreal. Baby. Our baby. A tiny person made up of all of us, somehow. "I should call Hazel and tell her I can't fly to Hawaii."
"You don't have to decide that right now," Cassian says.
"I'm definitely not flying to Hawaii while pregnant. Jessica's going to have to handle the on-site coordination." I pull out my phone, already mentally rearranging my entire business plan. "And I need to call Dr. Hayes and make an appointment, and I should probably start taking prenatal vitamins, and..."
"Sharon." Pine reaches across the table, stilling my hand. "Breathe."
I take a breath. Another. "This is a lot."
"Yeah," he agrees. "It is. But we've got you."
"We've got all of you," Jett corrects, his hand moving to rest on my stomach, warm and possessive. "Both of you."
Cassian's hand joins his, and then Pine's reaching across the table, all three of them touching me, touching the place where our baby is growing. It's overwhelming in the best way, being the center of their focus like this. Being loved like this.
"I love you," I say, to all of them, to this moment, to everything we've become. "All three of you. So much it's actually stupid."
"Not stupid," Pine says.
"Definitely stupid," I counter. "I fell in love with my ex's three brothers while planning his disaster of a wedding. That's like, the plot of a bad romantic comedy."
"Best bad romantic comedy ever," Jett says.
"The sequel's going to be even better," Cassian adds, his hand still on my stomach. "Parent Trap meets reverse harem."
"Please never say 'reverse harem' again."
"What? That's what it's called."
"You're not allowed to use romance novel terminology. It's weird."
He grins, leaning in to kiss my temple. "Get used to weird, sweetheart. This is our life now."
Later, after I've managed to keep down the toast and half a banana, my phone rings. Hazel Whitlock's name flashes on the screen, and I send a silent prayer to the universe that this isn't another crisis.
"Hazel, hi," I answer, trying to sound professional and not like someone who just found out she's growing a human.
"Sharon! I'm so glad I caught you." Hazel's voice is bright and excited, which is either very good or very bad. "I have the most amazing news."
"What's up?"
"Sebastian proposed!"
I blink. "I'm sorry, what? Sebastian your best friend Sebastian?"
"Yes! Can you believe it? We were doing the whole fake relationship thing to make my family happy, and then last night he just... proposed. For real. Said he'd been in love with me for years and couldn't pretend anymore." She's talking so fast I can barely keep up. "Sharon, I'm so happy I could burst."
"That's amazing, Hazel. Congratulations." And I mean it, even though my brain is currently trying to figure out how this affects the wedding I've been planning for the past three months. "So, um, are we still doing the Hawaii thing or..."
"Oh! Yes, definitely still doing Hawaii. But now it's real. An actual wedding, not just an elaborate show for my family." She laughs, giddy and bright. "We're keeping everything the same.The venue, the flowers, all of it. I just wanted you to know that when you come out for the final walk-through, you'll be dealing with an actual bride, not just someone playing pretend."
"I love that for you," I say honestly. "But I should tell you, I'm going to have to send Jessica for the on-site coordination. Something's come up."
There's a pause. "Is everything okay?"
"Everything's perfect, actually. I just found out I'm pregnant, and I don't think flying to Hawaii in my second trimester is the best idea."
