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Bobbi laughs. “He’s definitely nice to look at. Even a boring old married woman like me can’t help but notice.”

“Have you talked about what happens if the relationship doesn’t work out but you get pregnant?” Courtney asks.

“We co-parent amicably. I know, it’s an oversimplification but that’s why we’ve been taking our time. Well, until he attacked me in the storeroom the other day. And he was all bossy about it, too.” I grin. “He was all, take off your panties and give them to me right now!” I lower my voice and do what I hope is a fair representation of Rage.

Allora fans herself. “I love a hot, alpha man.”

“Same.” Courtney grins.

“Ron and I might be a little too vanilla,” Bobbi whispers, her cheeks turning pink.

“There’s nothing wrong with vanilla,” I say. “That’s why it’s the most popular flavor. You can create anything with a vanilla base, you know?”

That brings on another round of giggles, and it’s just the beginning. Bobbi fits in well with us, and we talk about anything and everything. Since Courtney is pumping breast milk, she doesn’t drink alcohol and is our designated driver, but the rest of us get a bit tipsy.

“I can’t remember the last time I had this much to drink.” Bobbi giggles. “But it feels good to let loose a little. I stay so busy with the kids, I can’t remember my last girls’ night out.”

“The plan is to do this once a month,” Courtney says. “We need time to ourselves.”

“I was wondering if you guys would be into doing a high tea next month?” Allora suggests. “There’s a new teahouse in Oceanside and they’re advertising it.”

“I’d love that!” I say enthusiastically.

“I’m in.” Bobbi nods.

“Me too,” Courtney adds.

“I’ll talk to Delilah and Lana,” Bobbi says. “Maybe they can join us.”

“That would be fun,” Allora says. “Besides, any excuse to dress up is a bonus!”

“I hope more of my clothes fit by then,” Courtney says. “I’ve taken off some of the pregnancy weight, but it feels like it’s coming off more slowly than last time.”

“Speaking of taking off weight,” I say thoughtfully. “What would you guys think about starting self-defense classes? I mentioned it to Rage and he said he’d be down to train us.”

“Landon and I have talked about that too,” Allora says, “but we’ve been busy and just haven’t pulled the trigger.”

“Then it’s time,” I say firmly.

“How about I talk to Dan about it?” Courtney suggests. “And we can find a time that works for everyone.”

“Perfect.”

Our checks arrive and we all put credit cards down, finishing our drinks and discussing how much fun it will be to start working out with the guys.

“It’ll be nice to get in shape,” Bobbi says. “It gets harder to stay fit as we age.”

“You can say that again,” Courtney says. “It’s only been two years since I had Micah and I can feel a difference in how my body is bouncing back.”

“You guys are scaring me,” I say, grimacing. “I already struggle with my weight. Pregnancy is going to be brutal.”

“Pregnancy is going to be amazing,” Allora corrects me warmly, reaching for my hand and squeezing it. “You and Rage are going to make really pretty babies.”

“Isn’t that what you said about me and Roger?” I ask, laughing.

“Yes, but I was just being polite with Roger. With Rage… I’m being one thousand percent honest!”

We’re all chuckling as the waiter approaches and bends over, so he’s speaking quietly in my ear.