She nods. “After he proposed, I took him off to the side and told him. He’s ecstatic to give Dawson a little brother or sister and so am I. Diesel’s already an amazing dad, and I’m so happy he’ll get to experience all the nuances of having a pregnant wife. He’s already excited for the doctors appointments and making me tacos whenever I demand them.” She laughs, and I notice how she’s glowing. “You all better keep that secret because if Grandma finds out she didn’t know before you three, she will kick my ass.”

“You’re right.” Elle nods. “She’d lose her shit.”

“But, back to you, Maize. Time to admit you were wrong and give the man a chance. Also, what did he say to you when he pulled you to the side?” Rowan asks.

I roll my eyes again. “He said he tames wild horses, and he’ll tame my attitude too.”

Kenzie slaps her hands together. “That’s fucking hot. If you pass up the opportunity, I might let him tame me.”

I playfully smack her. “You are too much sometimes.”

“You need some grand gesture to show Gavin that you’re sorry for being an asshole,” Elle suggests as we move back to the bed. “You were literally being an asshole because of your insecurities, and that’s not fair to him.”

“If I’ve learned anything over the years, it’s that communication is key. Apologize and put all your feelings on the table, then see what he says. You’re gonna have to talk to him, and it won’t be easy. Hell, it might even be a little humiliating, but you’re gonna have to humble yourself a bit and do it anyway,” Rowan says.

“Do you think it’s too late?” I look at her.

She shrugs. “I dunno, but you don’t want to look back five years from now with regret like that.”

“You’re right. It’s just all so…”

“Awkward?” Elle says. “I understand that.”

Kenzie looks at her. “Because of Mr. Hot Vet, huh.”

“Shut it.” Elle points her finger at her.

“I have a lot of thinking to do,” I admit. “A lot.”

Kenzie hands me the M&M’s, and the four of us sit on my queen-size bed and get lost in trashy reality TV. Rowan gets up to go to the bathroom every so often, then comes back and makes us shots. I lean against the headboard, not paying attention to anything on the screen. All I can think about is Gavin and how I’ll even begin that conversation. I feel lost and confused, and it’s all my own doing.