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Moaning, Siena pushed into Jamie and held her close. “No, it won’t.”

“Damn.”

Siena stepped away as Harley came back into the kitchen. “All ready!”

“Awesome!” Jamie grinned at her, but Harley had a funny look on her face. “What?”

“Were youkissing?” Harley said it like it was a curse word.

Jamie glanced at Siena, who just shrugged. Well, this wasn’t how she expected the pre-dinner conversation to go. Jamie was nearly at a loss for words, so she just answered honestly. “Yes.”

“JJ says that’s how babies are made.”

“What?” Siena spun around sharply, her voice echoing through the kitchen. “JJ said what?”

“That you make babies with kissing.”

“Oh God.” Siena’s face was beat red.

“What?” Harley asked.

Jamie had to stifle the laugh behind her hand, but she wasn’t having much luck. Instead, she decided to grab the plate of chicken and make her way into the dining room. She was going to leave that conversation to one of the parents. She was definitely not a parent. Jamie finished setting up the table while Siena continued to splutter in surprise.

When they all finally sat down, Harley was still asking questions. “But if kissing is part, what’s the other part?”

“Oh Jesus,” Siena muttered. “Just eat Harley.”

“But I want to know.”

“There are quite a few ways to make a baby,” Jamie jumped in. “There isn’t just one, but for some people, kissing is involved. For most people, some sort of love is involved.” Did she really mean that though? Especially with what she’d just shared with Siena?

“Yeah, that.” Siena plated up food for Harley and then started to cut her chicken.

“I wanna cut it!” Harley squealed and reached for her plate. “I’m a big kid now.”

“All right. All right.” Siena put her hands up in surrender. “Just let me know if you need some help.”

Jamie made up her own plate and was just about to take a bite when she felt Siena’s leg under the table on hers. It was so rare for them to be in the same room with each other and not be touching in some capacity. It had been difficult at first, when Harley had first been introduced to the idea of them dating, because Jamie had held back and so had Siena. But now that Harley was far more comfortable with the idea, they had these little moments.

They were halfway through the meal when Harley spoke up. “Are you getting married?”

“What?” Again Siena’s voice cut through the din of the room like a whip. “Why would you ask that?”

“Because Mama and Miranda are getting married.”

Jamie bit the inside of her cheek. It was a reasonable question for a five-year-old, especially considering the circumstances. And it was why Harley had been at Siena’s for an entire week straight.

“Mama and Miranda have been together for a long time now. Jamie and I only just started dating.” Siena picked up her wine glass and took a long gulp.

“How long?”

“Oh God. What is with you and the questions tonight, kid?” Siena’s cheeks were a gorgeous shade of pink. “We’re not ready to get married.”

Jamie couldn’t have agreed more. She was just figuring out who this new her was. She really didn’t need to add a wedding and marriage on top of that. She still wasn’t entirely ready to give up all her freedom yet. Or perhaps it wasn’t freedom she was giving up but just life as she currently knew it.

“Will you tell me when you’re getting married?”

“Yes,” Siena answered. “I’ll talk to you first thing when that happens.”