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Swallowing down the fresh citrus taste, I change course. “Are we all set for Junethirtieth?”

Tonight was not only a girls' sleepover since it was a Friday night but also a final check over the details for Jon and Felicity’s wedding.

“I still can’t get over that Jon pretty much organized the entire thing himself.” Luna shakes her head in disbelief as she watches the game. “Zach thinks I’m expecting the same.”

“Well, first, you need to set a date,” Felicity replies, her mouth full of nachos.

Classy girl.

“Hmmm, yeah. Well, the wedding isn’t our top priority.”

Felicity squeals excitedly and reaches over to pat Luna’s stomach. But in response, her brown eyes dull.

“Still nothing?” I ask cautiously.

She shakes her head. “Nope, but I guess it’s still the early days, and we haven’t been trying for more than a couple of months.”

“It’ll happen,” Felicity soothes.

“I’d be gutted if it happened so quickly for me.”

Wait, did I just say that out loud? Luna’s unfiltered tendencies are rubbing off.

Both heads whip over to me. “What?” they say in unison.

I shrug it off. “Not that I’d have kids. I’m just saying that hypothetically, if I did, then I’d want the breeding sex to last for at least a while.”

Felicity bangs Luna on the back to dislodge the piece of popcorn she’s now choking on.

Catching her breath, she looks over at me. “Jesus, you really are something else, you know that.”

I shrug. “Just because I’m single doesn’t mean I can’t have sexual thoughts.”

They both nod. “Have you heard from Tom since you called it off?” Felicity asks.

I shake my head. “Nope. I think that’s finally it. It’s better this way, too. It wasn’t fair for me to keep leading him on, hoping I’d get serious. Even though I told him from the start, I don’t do serious.”

Luna hums in agreement, and Felicity smiles at me with sympathy before she reaches over and plucks a strand of my blonde hair from my black Scorpions jersey.

As if sensing I want to move on, she resets her focus on the previous conversation.

“Jon has a breeding kink.” Her eyes are now fixed on the game as the first period ends, and the Scorpions are still up by one.

“That doesn’t surprise me at all,” I reply. And it doesn’t; that boy is all kinds of possessive when it comes to his girl.

“Zach is so desperate to get me knocked up. The night before he left for New York, he fucked me so hard, and when he came, he lifted my pelvis off the mattress convinced ‘gravity would help.’”

“I think I fell pregnant just from hearing that.” Felicity’s jaw hangs open.

“In Jon’s dreams,” I say around the rim of my wine glass.

She waves a hand in the air as she rises from the couch and heads through the open plan space to the kitchen. “Meh, I don’t think he’s fussed. He’s kind of adopted Jack these days.”

“Things still bad with Elliott?” Luna shouts over to her.

She peers inside the freezer. “Yep, my ex-husband has finally shown his true colors to our son, and Jack is old enough to recognize that he’s a manipulative jerk.” She shuts the freezer door with her hip and pops the lid on a tub of chocolate fudge brownie. “And I have zero intention of doing anything about it. I can’t hide who their father really is from my children anymore. Darcy will no doubt wake up to it sooner or later.”

“Honestly, I don’t know how you’ve kept your cool with that narcissist all these years. I’d have buried him under his English patio years ago,” I bite out.