Whatever she had been expecting, it wasn't that. Debi burst out laughing and kissed him, cheek to chin. "Believe me, I've been imagining that conversation for a long, long time...poor kid won't know what hit her." She could almost see it, Cymbeline frowning at the sight of Miss Debi with a rounded tummy. "She'll probably poke me in the stomach the second I start showing, you know. Want to know why I'm getting fat."
She gathered herself for a second, then half-jumped up and wrapped her legs around Zach's waist. "I love you so much," she whispered, then nipped lightly at his ear. "Can't wait to have your baby. Only yours."