I groan to myself and jump up. If I intend to have any quiet, then that front door needs to be closed.
As I make my way across the living room, their conversation has me slowing down. “Dude, check this out,” Rivers murmurs, trying to be quiet.
There’s a short pause before Noah booms out. “Holy fuck. You bought it.”
Bought it? Bought what?
“Yeah, man. I hope she fucking likes it. I’ve been staring at these goddamn rings for weeks trying to figure out which is the best one for her.”
Wait…did he just say rings? As in…
“She’s going to love it,” Noah murmurs proudly. “When are you going to pop the question?”
“As soon as I fucking can,” Rivers says.
My mouth drops open as I listen to what must be one of those bro, black clap things. “Fuck, yeah,” Noah hollers. “She’s going to be so fucking pissed that I knew about this before her.”
I can’t stop my feet from moving.
I throw myself out the door and stare at Rivers who looks like a fucking deer caught in headlights. “We’re getting married?” I squeal, my heart racing a million miles an hour.
Rivers’ mouth drops open and I watch as he struggles to find what the hell to say when he’s saved by an ear-shattering squeal coming from inside the house.
Noah, Rivers, and I glance around at each other before making a break for it. The only person it could have been is Henley and a scream like that tells me something is incredibly wrong.
The three of us barge down the hallway, searching her out until we’re practically breaking down the bathroom door. “What’s wrong?” I demand as I rush in to find Henley slumped on the ground with none other than a pregnancy test clutched between her fingers.
Her head whips around as she singles out my brother. “YOU,” she yells, flying to her feet and pointing him out. “YOU IMPREGNATED ME WITH YOUR DEVIL SPAWN.”
My mouth drops open as I look back at Noah. “I, umm. What?”
Henley starts flailing around as elation fills me. “How could you?” she cries, throwing her hands up before tossing the pregnancy test at Noah. “I don’t want to be pregnant. I’m not finished being a Rockstar yet.”
“You’re…?”
“I’m not even a grown-up yet,” she continues, ignoring Noah’s freak out, though come to think of it, he hasn’t moved a muscle. “And now I have to be someone’s mom? I can’t be a mom! I’m just a kid.”
“You’re nearly twenty-three,” I cut in, finding her meltdown a little too amusing.
Henley shoots a sharp glare my way. “Shut up, you.”
I zip my lips.
“What am I going to do?”
Rivers elbows Noah in the ribs and when he gets no response, he takes over. He walks straight into the bathroom and collects Henley in his big arms. “You’re not wrong,” he tells her. “You’re not finished being a Rockstar, but look at Tully, having a child and absolutely rocking it. It makes you stronger. You’re ready for this, and despite Noah’s inability to form a sentence right now, he’s ready for this too. Besides, you practically raised your little sister. You already know what to do. You two are going to make incredible parents, you know, right behind me and Tully, of course.”
Henley’s brows dip down as she pulls out of Rivers’ arms. “Excuse me?” she demands. “That’s bullshit. Me and Noah are going to kick your asses at parenting.”
“No,” I shake my head. “Me and Rivers have this mommy/daddy thing down.”
“Really?” she laughs as tears spring to her eyes. “Do I need to remind you that you were putting Lily’s diaper on backward for the first week of her life? Noah and I are going to whip your asses.”
“Uhh…” Noah grumbles, seeming to swallow back fear. “Yeah, we’ve got this.”
He steps into the bathroom and walks right up to Henley before taking her shoulders and looking down at her, but there’s no mistaking the excitement in his eyes. “Are you sure that you’re really pregnant?”
She nods. “Yeah. At least, that’s what the test says. I checked it a few times just to be sure.”
“And…you want this?”
“I mean, it wasn’t exactly part of my plan. I wanted to wait another three, maybe four years, but if these idiots can make it work, then I don’t see why we can’t too.”
“FUCK, YEAH!” Noah booms, grabbing his wife and crushing her body against his. “WE’RE HAVING A FUCKING BABY. This is the best goddamn day of my life. First Tully and Rivers are getting married and now this. YES!”
Henley grabs Noah’s arms and rips herself out of his hold and she looks to me and Rivers. “Wait. What do you mean they’re getting married?”
I grin. “I just busted Rivers showing Noah the ring.”
“WHAT?” she screeches as she starts jumping up and down. “You’re getting married?”
I shrug before turning and looking up at Rivers with a cringe. “I mean…are we?”