"Hi Uncle Woobie!" She figured he might as well get used to hearing that again. She offered him the plate once she was in the door. "I bet you forgot what my famous chocolate cake tasted like. So I thought I'd reacquaint you in cupcake form."
It also kept her from eating them all. Heather didn't think she could get gestational diabetes this late in the game, but there was no point in risking it. Her hand eased over the swell of her stomach. Like she told Jo, she was happy to be a mini hippo. As long as Tony was still attracted to her, then it wasn't going to bother her.