A Little Family

Kristo

“Good morning,” she greeted Cleo and me before rolling herself up to the table. “This looks amazing. Is this what you have every morning?”

“Oh, no.” I waved my hand. “Most of the time, I just stick to coffee. But we’re celebrating, aren’t we?”

“I thought we were just celebrating last night,” Jolene pointed out, and I grinned.

“Well, this is your welcome breakfast.” I gestured toward the food in front of us. “Consider it a welcome from Cleo and me.”

“Well, it looks fantastic.” She smiled at me. “Thank you so much for this.”

“Let me just go get Amaya, and then we can—”

“I’m up.” Amaya’s voice came from the doorway to the bedroom, and I turned to find her standing there, looking a little wobbly on her feet. “And don’t wait for me. I’m not feeling so good this morning. I’m going to go lie down.”

“Are you sure?” I furrowed my brow, and she nodded before turning to vanish back into the room.

“Morning sickness?” Jolene asked quietly as soon as Amaya was gone. I nodded.

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