Tara laughed. “Your advice is never useless. Everyone’s welcome to weigh in.”

Jenna waved her hands. “No, thanks. I have enough issues just trying to decide what kind of vodka to order for my bar. I’ll leave the baby stuff for you and Liz to deal with.”

“Well, now that you and Tyler have been married almost a year, when will—”

“Not yet,” Jenna said, cutting Tara off midsentence. “We’re not ready for babies yet. I want a couple of years with just him and me together as a married couple before we start popping out babies.”

“Fine.” Tara affected a pout. “I’ll ask again this time next year.”

Jenna laughed. “You do that.”

“See how much fun this is, Haven?” Liz said. “We used to talk about men and sex. Now it’s babies.”

“We still talk about men and sex. We just haven’t finished the wine yet, and Liz isn’t drinking because she’s driving—and breast-feeding.”

Liz frowned at Alicia. “So you’re saying I’m the drunken instigator of all the men-and-sex conversations?”

“Typically, yes.” Tara gave her a direct look.

“I’ll have you know I don’t need to be drunk to talk about sex. As a matter of fact, Gavin and I just recently jumped back on the sex train, postbaby. And it was about damn time.”

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Haven was very much enjoying this conversation. She could understand why they were all so close.

“Really,” Tara said. “And how did that go?”

“I was a little leery at first. I mean, after you poke a seven-pound infant out of your vagina, things are a little tender down there at first. When I first had Genevieve I told Gavin his c**k was never coming near me again.”

Tara laughed. “I remember having a similar conversation with Mick after Sam was born.”

“This isn’t making me want to have children anytime soon,” Jenna said with a grimace at Haven and Alicia.

“Or, quite possibly, ever,” Haven added.

Alicia clinked her glass with Haven’s. “Seriously.”

“Oh, but it gets better,” Liz said. “Everything healed up and I got horny again.”

“Of course you did,” Alicia said with an added eye roll.

“And let me tell you, the first time having sex when you haven’t had sex for about eight weeks?” Liz waggled her brows. “It was like a fireworks show. I can’t tell you how many orgasms I had.”

Alicia leaned over toward Haven. “You’ll get used to Liz. She’s very descriptive about her sex life.”

“And she forces us all to talk about ours,” Jenna added.

Liz snorted. “Oh, right. I force you. You love talking about all that hot sex you and your hockey stud have.”

Jenna studied her fingernails. “It’s not my fault. You bring out the worst in me.”

Haven laughed. She had no idea she was going to have so much fun listening to women talk about sex and babies.

They ate, and drank more wine. Every course was amazing. Haven had the veal, which was tender and delicious. By the time she finished eating, she was full and desperately needed to get up and walk around a bit. She was thankful their next trip was to a club Liz had picked out for them, and even more grateful when Liz said she planned for them to dance their asses off tonight, because she needed to burn some calories.

They’d spent several hours drinking wine and talking about their careers, their men, and life in general.

“Don’t think we didn’t notice you didn’t get put on the hot seat yet, Haven,” Liz said as they settled in at their table in the VIP section of the club. “Just because we’re all used to talking nonstop doesn’t mean we aren’t going to grill you about your relationship with Trevor.”

She’d just received another glass of wine from their waitress at the club, and they were far enough away from the music and the dance floor that they could hold a conversation.

“I’m sure I have no idea what you mean. I don’t have a relationship with Trevor.”

“You two were eyeing each other that night like two kids about to devour their favorite candy,” Alicia said.

“He is pretty delicious candy,” Tara said with a gleam in her eye. “So what’s going on? Is there something going on?”

All sets of eyes focused squarely on her. And Haven wasn’t sure she was ready to talk about her and Trevor just yet. Or even if there was anything to talk about.

“Honestly? I don’t know.”




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