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“That wasn’t a hoax either. Itcanhelp. I’m surprised you still have morning sickness actually.” Cammie studied Inessa’s belly. “Shouldn’t the symptoms be easing now?”

“They do, apart from when I’m nervous.”

“Were you nervous this morning?”

Inessa glowered at me. “Yes.”

“Why?” Cammie frowned then reached over and tugged her into a hug. “Is everything okay?”

Nessa grimaced. “I mean, sure, everything’s fine now.” She shot me another glower, which prompted me to realize her big ‘takeout con’ had been why she was nervous.

Jesus H. Christ.

“Okay, less of the hugging. I want to get that borscht out of the way so I can order pizza later.”

Brennan cheered, “Hear, hear.”

Cammie laughed as she took a seat, slipping beside Inessa who poured her a glass of wine.

As Brennan and I joined her, Inessa finally sat down after she retrieved some juice from the fridge, but just as she was about to serve the purple slop, her cell buzzed.

Not just once, but five or six times.

I arched a brow, not totally unhappy about the delay in being fed slop. “Who’s that?”

She shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. It can wait.”

Only, there were ten more buzzes.

Her cheeks pinkened. “Sorry, everyone. Mama would be horrified if I checked my phone—”

“Mama isn’t here,” Cammie said softly, patting her hand gently.

Nessa squirmed then reached for her phone. When she frowned as she read her screen, I asked, “What is it?”

She licked her lips then shot me a look. “Dean Forrester’s been found hanging in his office.”


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