it.
“Oh my God, Helena.” I drummed a hand on the table and suppressed a silly-girl squeal. “I cannot begin to tell you how amazing it was having Adam all to myself out there in the woods.” I sighed contemplatively. “No work interruptions, no business trips, no Fade Island concerns… It was heaven.”
“Hmm,” Helena hummed, “that good, huh?”
“Yep,” I confirmed, “it was great.”
“What about the sex?” she asked slyly.
I giggled. “Well, let’s just say Adam is a sex god.”
“I don’t doubt it,” Helena replied matter-of-factly. “Adam is a hottie.”
“He is,” I agreed.
Helena laughed, but then added in a serious tone, “Hey, don’t tell him I said that about him. Adam already has a big enough ego.”
“That’s not the only thing that’s big.” I waggled my eyebrows.
“Ugh.” Helena smacked my arm. “I do not need to hear that much detail. I think of Adam as a brother, and I’d like to not think about his big dick every time I see him.”
I busted out laughing, and Helena soon joined me. I also solemnly promised not to give her any more detail on Adam’s impressive, er, assets.
“Things must be great with you and Nate, too,” I began, smoothly changing up the subject to her and her husband. “You both look really happy.”
Helena smiled and nodded. “We are, Maddy. And I have to say, with all that terrible stuff regarding my stepfather behind us, it’s like a weight has been lifted from our shoulders.”
“I’m sure.”
“Oh, by the way,” Helena whispered as she glanced back to the doorway. “I have to tell you something, something important.”
“What is it?” I asked worriedly, hoping she didn’t have some kind of bad news.
Thankfully, her news was fantastic!
“I’m pregnant,” Helena exclaimed.
“Oh my God.” I was so excited for her that I leaned over and hugged her tightly. “Helena, this is so incredible. I’m so happy for you and Nate.”
Truly, I was thrilled. Nate and Helena had been married for almost a decade, but had never been blessed with children.
“It finally happened, Maddy,” Helena said into my hair. Her voice cracked as she held onto me.
I planned to ask Helena for some details, like how far along she was, but Erin unfortunately chose that exact moment to walk into the kitchen.
I leaned back in my chair while Helena wiped at her eyes.
“I’m sorry,” Erin said when she realized she’d walked in on a private moment. She gestured to the doorway. “Uh, I can leave—”
“No, no,” Helena interrupted with a wave of her hand. “Don’t be silly. Come on in and join us.”
Erin pulled out a chair and sat down hesitantly. The coffee was ready, so I got up and poured three cups.
“We’ll take some in for the guys in a minute,” I said as I passed out the coffees and sat back down.
Erin thanked me and lifted her cup to her lips. “I’m sorry Stowe acted the way he did in the car.” She took a small sip of coffee and set the cup back down. “I mean with Adam.”
“Oh…” I waved my hand dismissively. “It’s no big deal. Adam and Stowe just don’t get along. It goes way back, but they’re obviously still ridiculously competitive with each other.”
“Yeah, I noticed that last night,” Erin mumbled into her cup as she took another sip.
I suppressed a laugh, well aware of what Erin was referring to.
Helena, though, was confused. She asked, “What? What happened last night?”
Helena glanced from Erin to me. Awaiting details, I supposed.
I felt my cheeks heat. I wasn’t embarrassed to tell Helena about last night, but I was hesitant to discuss my love life with Erin. Of course, she’d already heard quite a lot, thanks to Adam and his damn competitiveness with Stowe Hannigan.
Helena said, “I’m waiting.”
So…I spilled the beans.
“Uh, just, Adam was rather…exuberant last night in bed. I guess we got kind of loud.”
Helena laughed and shook her head.
“Exuberant? Loud?
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