Rose sighed. “I hope he knows what he’s doing.”
“He seems to have things pretty under control,” I commented, trying to ease her mind a little.
She nodded, forcing a smile. “You’re right.”
“Hey Hadley,” Chelsea said, followed by a yawn as she made her way down the stairs.
“Hey, you disappeared when we got back,” I said, standing to meet her in a hug.
She stepped back, nodding as another yawn took over her features. “Yeah sorry. These babies, they step on my bladder, and if I don’t rush to a bathroom I pee my panties.”
A loud burst of laughter rang out from Rose, but she quickly snapped her mouth closed when Chelsea shot her a death stare.
“You just wait. We both know once things are sorted with Jay, that Blizzard’s going to be putting as many babies in you as he can,” Chelsea said, pointing a sharp finger.
Rose snorted. “Yeah, at this rate I’ll be fifty. The courts keep screwing us around.”
Jayla looked up from her picture and looked at Rose. “Are you going to have a baby?” she asked in her whisper quiet voice.
Rose glared at Chelsea, before plastering a smile on her face. “Not anytime soon, honey. Aunt Chelsea is just hormonal and grasping at straws.”
Jayla screwed up her nose. “What’s hormonal?”
I tried to stifle my giggle, covering my mouth with my hand.
Rose rolled her eyes. “Jesus Christ, Blizzard is going to shoot me.”