“See, on that we can agree,” Rafe volunteers.
Pointing her finger at him, she says, “Don’t you agree with me, Satan.” Pointing at me and lifting her brows, she says, “That’s a hard no. Live with Mateo? Has the baby absorbed your whole brain? Do you remember who got you into this situation in the first place?”
“It’s a big house; I would probably never even see him except at dinner. And Mia wants to adopt me as a friend. Remember their playroom? If I’m bad at momming, the playroom would totally make up for it.”
Rafe interrupts. “I don’t know why we’re talking about this like it’s a thing that may actually happen, because it isn’t.”
Just because he’s annoying me, I add, “Mia says if I come back to Chicago, she’ll hook me up with Alec and we can be sisters-in-law. Now that he knows I have a kinky side, he’s wishing he hadn’t cut our date short.”
Rafe scowls. “Your date? You went on a date with Alec?”
Ignoring him and offering Carly an exaggerated shrug, I tell her, “I mean, I don’t like Alec, but the only requirement to be my type seems to be ‘capable of murder’ and Alec assures me he’s up to the task, so maybe he could win me over. I could see him sitting through some forced Smallville marathons as long as I pay him back once we hit the bedroom. Bonus, I bet he and Vince get along. No family feud if I marry Alec.”
“All I’m hearing is you want me to kill my cousin,” Rafe states.
I bite back a smile. “All I’m saying is I have a lot of solid options to look at.”
“If the Morellis are involved in all your back-up plans, you need to find some back-ups for your back-ups and their back-ups,” Carly informs me.
Rafe cuts in. “We’re just going to focus on the first plan for now.”
I nod my head. “Tomorrow is my first baby doctor appointment. Rafe’s Vegas cousin got me an appointment with his wife’s OB-GYN.”
“That’s exciting,” she tells me. “You better take video if you get an ultrasound.”
I look over at Rafe. “That’s officially your job.”
“Got it covered,” he assures me. “Unless of course you’d like to call in Alec. Maybe he’d do a better job.”
I shrug. “He might. I’ve never seen your videographer skills at work.”
Rafe shakes his head. “The punishments just keep on stacking up. I’m going to have to spend the rest of my life punishing you at this rate.”
“You can try,” I tell him with a cheeky smile.
Carly feigns vomiting on the video chat. “You guys are making me nauseous.”
“Oh, I’m not having morning sickness,” I tell her, excited to have a single burst of good news.
“You sure it’s a Morelli? They tend to cause as much pain as humanly possible,” she replies.
The errant thought flies through my mind that I wish I’d met Sin when he was in Chicago for Ben’s funeral that very same weekend. Then it would be his baby, and since he was so adamant about keeping Rafe’s, I know he would be a total brute about keeping his. Not that I’d need much convincing in that scenario. Asshole wouldn’t be able to cut me loose so easily then, now, would he?
“Um… I was joking,” Carly says, watching me. “Is there a chance it isn’t? Oh, God, please say yes.”
Only if I figure out how to time travel. Of course, without Rafe’s baby in my womb, Sin won’t give me the time of day, but time traveling Laurel will already know he’s worth it, so she’ll force him to notice her.
Hell, I’ll strip naked and cuff myself to whatever bed he stayed in. Watch him ignore that.
Well, I guess he has before.
Why does he have to be so damn elusive? All I want is the ability to time travel and force him to impregnate me so he will be stuck with me forever. Is that so much to ask?
God, infatuation turns me into a psycho. Should I be alarmed that I have that scenario at my disposal with Rafe, and I don’t care?
Rafe waves a hand in front of my face. “Hello?”
Shaking my head slightly to clear it, I focus on my sister. “Yeah, sorry, I spaced out there for a second. No, there’