“I wanna see it!” Stacy bounces in her seat, her margarita gripped tightly in her hands.

“What do you want to see?” Brynna asks as she and Caleb come back into the room, calmer than when they left, but Brynna’s pretty face is flushed.

Interesting.

Meg shrugs and climbs into Will’s lap. He wraps his big arms around her and kisses her head. “I wanted a piercing.” She informs Leo and winks at me.

“Eyebrow, ear, nose, belly button.” He points passionately with his finger with each suggestion. “Are all acceptable piercings.”

“That’s not what I wanted.”

“Jesus.” He pulls his tattooed hand down his face and laughs. “I don’t ever, ever need to know stuff like this about you.”

“Hey.” Will interrupts. “Don’t knock it till you try it.”

“So back to orgasms,” Stacy begins and Caleb jumps up, waving his arms about.

“No! No, no, no! No orgasm talk tonight.”

“I could talk about orgasms,” Mark offers.

“No! I’m serious.” Caleb glares at all of us and I decide to put him out of his misery.

“Okay, guys… we’ll discuss the O during girls night.”

“Good plan,” Leo whispers under his breath. “I don’t need to hear my sister talk about getting off, and,” his voice drops further, “every time I make you come, is between you and me, sugar. No one else.”

Well, now I’d be happy to discuss orgasms. My purple panties are soaked.

“How are the living arrangements working out?” Matt asks Caleb and Brynna.

“Fine.” Caleb shrugs.

“He’s nice to the girls,” Brynna comments with soft deep brown eyes.

Dear God, she’s fallen for him! What the hell has been going on in that house?

We all exchange glances, but no one pushes the subject.

Caleb’s face softens into a smile and he rests his big hand on Brynna’s jean-covered knee. “They’re easy to be nice to.”

“No kid talk,” Stacy scolds them. “We agreed. We’re pretending we’re young, with no responsibilities.”

“I am young with no responsibilities.” Mark reminds us all with a satisfied smile. “I recommend it.”

“Right, ‘cause you hate kids.” I smirk. “You can’t stand holding Livie.”

“I love her. And then she goes home and I go find a warm body for the night.” He winks and I scowl back at him.

“Gross.”

“I’m not sure Sam should be having babies any time soon.” Meg announces with a laugh.

“Why not?” Luke asks.

“Well, there was a diaper…” Leo reaches over and covers her mouth with his hand, muffling the rest of the words and making them sound like the teacher on the Peanuts.

“I’m just definitely not ready.” I tell him quickly. “Not terribly maternal. You know.” I shrug and glance over at Nat to find her laughing, holding her stomach.

“Did Liv blow out her diaper when you watched her?” She asks and wipes tears from her eyes.

“What the hell do you feed her?” Leo demands.

“Stop talking about kids!” Jules interrupts. “And definitely stop talking about poop.”

“She said poop.” Will laughs.

“What are you, twelve?” Matt asks him.

“Like you didn’t snicker.”

“Shit, now I want chocolate,” Brynna bites her lip.

“Do you have chocolate?” Jules asks Natalie.

“I live here, girls, and I’m pregnant. Of course there’s chocolate! Follow me!” Nat jumps up and we all eagerly follow behind, taking our drinks with us, to the kitchen.

Natalie disappears into a pantry and then opens her fridge and begins piling goodies on the countertop. “We have chocolate ice-cream, kisses, brownies, and whipped cream.”

“I am so in love with you right now, I want to lay you out on this countertop and eat this shit off of you,” Jules hugs Nat tight and pulls down bowls, passes them around.

“Don’t mind us, we’ll just watch.” Nate calls from the living area.

“Oh my God, so good.” Brynna moans as she chews a chunk of brownie. I love Brynna’s body. Like Nat, she’s curvy, but more so. “I wish I had your boobs,” I tell her, not able to keep the envy out of my voice.

She smirks. “Right.”

“Dude, I do!” I take a sip of my drink, already happily fuzzy in the brain, and walk over to her and cup her size C cup boob in my palm. “See? You have the perfect boobs. Stace, have you felt her boobs?”

“Oh yeah.” Stacy waves me off. “She has great tits.”

“I wanna feel!” Jules bounces over to us.

“Give me more chocolate and you can touch all you want.” Brynna laughs. “This is the most action I’ve had in months,” she glares at Caleb and he swears long and loud.

“Your boobs are fine the way they are, sunshine.” Leo reminds me from the living room, and I blow him a kiss.

“I’m glad you approve, sexy man.”

We continue to gorge ourselves on junk, the guys are laughing and arguing about football and cars and other things that I just frankly don’t give a shit about.

“So, how’s the sex?” Jules asks me and glances over toward the other room.

“I don’t want to know.” Meg frowns. “Wait. Yeah, I do. Spill.”

I so want to tell them. I really, really do.

“And after you tell us about the sex, tell us how you are.” Natalie adds.

They’re all looking at me with a mixture of curiosity, sympathy and pure pride.

God, I love these girls.

“Sex is… amazing,” I admit and bite my lip. “I’m good. We’re still figuring it out.”

“Sounds about right.” Nat nods with approval. “He’s sexy, that’s for sure.”

“God, he’s sex on a stick,” Stacy agrees.

“I want to lick his stars,” Brynna adds and we all giggle.

“Dude, I do that all the time. They’re so lickable.”

“I hate you.” Brynna laughs. “I really hate you.”

“Yeah, ‘cause living with a hot Navy SEAL is so difficult.”

“Asshole won’t touch me, no matter how hard I try,” she whispers. Jules’ eyes go wide in surprise.

“Oh my God!” She gasps.