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Fallon leaned close to Riley. “I’m going to get something to eat.”

“Fallon,” Riley warned.

“Going to save Dave from Dad?” Jacob guessed.

“Maybe I’m just hungry,” Fallon replied.

“Nah. Dave asked me to rescue him if Dad got him cornered.”

“Then you go,” Fallon said.

“I’d rather sit here and drink wine with Riley. Besides, you're more invested in Dave keeping all his body parts.”

“What about my body parts?”

Jacob shuddered theatrically. “I don’t want to know about your lady bits.”

Riley coughed.

“Hey, you’re the one who gave him a full-time job,” Jacob said. “You rescue him. Besides, you're tougher than me.”

Fallon rolled her eyes. Lady bits? She stretched and walked toward the door.

Jacob and Riley laughed.

“Godspeed!” Jacob called out.

Fallon stepped into the kitchen expecting to find Dave and Jake. She turned to open the refrigerator when Dave bumped into her.

“New feet or new eyes?” Fallon teased.

“I needed an escape,” Dave said.

“From?”

“All the estrogen.”

Fallon laughed. “Pete is definitely hormonal.”

“You know what I mean.”

Fallon shrugged.

“They’re all talking about babies.”

“Um. It is your baby shower.”

“Yeah. I know. And it’s great. Really. It’s just—they’re talking about breastfeeding, Fallon!”

Fallon tried to imagine Pete’s face listening to that discussion. She chuckled.

“Even Billie is talking about it.”

“Well, Billie is a nurse. And she has breasts, so…”

“Fallon!”

“What?” Fallon feigned innocence.