Page 70 of Blame it on the Kiss
“Yes, you have.” Honor lifted her shoulder and dipped her head to nudge him away, a ticklish giggle escaping her lips. “Now stop.”
“Mommy, what is that man doing?”
Bryce must have suspected ‘that man’ meant him because he pulled back. Sure enough at the table next to them a little girl sat swallowed in the big wooden chair with her eyes on him. He mouthed ‘sorry’ to the mom. She gave a tiny smile before turning her attention back to the infant in a car seat. Her husband had his attention on another infant in a car seat. And holy family of six, a little boy stood on his big wooden chair, about to tip the seat over until Dad shot his arm out and settled the boy back down.
Bryce waved to the little girl. She waved back.
“Twins. Twice,” the mom said.
“It’s our anniversary and we thought we’d give this a try,” the dad said.
“Happy anniversary,” she and Bryce said in unison. “Oh my Lord,” Honor whispered. “Could you even imagine?”
Bryce didn’t answer. He was smiling at the little girl now and she was smiling back. Adorable with a capital A.
“Hi guys!” Sophie said with Zane in tow.
“Glad you could join us,” Zane added as the newlyweds sat down across the table.
A second later a spitball nailed Zane in the cheek. He swiped his hand across the side of his face and turned to the culprit. “Good shot, bud.”
The little boy grinned.
“Oh my god. I’m so sorry,” the mom said. “Nicholas, you apologize right now.”
“Sowwy.”
“No problem,” Zane said. Then he put his arm around Sophie and brought her close. “You ready for that?”
Sophie glowed when she looked up at him. “So ready.”
Honor’s eyes widened. “Is there something you need to tell us?”
Sophie and Zane broke out huge smiles. “We’re having a baby,” Sophie gushed.
“Congratulations,” Bryce said. He reached across the table to shake Zane’s hand.
“Thanks, man.” A hint of worry flashed in Zane’s eyes and Honor guessed it was because of the relationship Zane had had with his own father. A father who had verbally abused his son until he’d passed away. But the way Zane loved Sophie and the way he interacted with kids—who were his biggest fans—left no doubt in Honor’s mind he’d be an awesome father.
“Soph!” Honor jumped up and went around to hug her friend. Zane got one, too. “Huge congratulations. I’m so excited for you.”
Bryce leaned across the table and kissed Sophie on the cheek. “Congratulations.”
“How are you feeling?” Honor asked, settling back in her chair.
“Some days good. Some days not so good.”
“Well, you look amazing.”
“More gorgeous every day,” Zane said, putting his hand on Sophie’s flat stomach. “I can’t wait to watch you grow.”
Wow. Sophie a mom. The waiter stopped to take their drink orders and conversation turned to other things until a loud crash stopped them. Broken plates and glasses scattered across the floor. “I’m so sorry. Is everyone okay?” A waitress asked the family of six.
The babies started bawling.
The little girl started crying and crawled into her mom’s lap.
The little boy was about to climb down from his chair to investigate the mess. “Stay put,” the dad said.
