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one thing about my belly and the sower of my misfortune. She’s a cute little redhead with a curvy figure and the sarcastic female equivalent of John McClane.
    I smooth out the flowing skirt of the lilac dress I’ve worn and avoid looking across the room where Cameron is engaged in a conversation with another one of the vapid zombies like Fanny and her crew.
    How he can even breathe with the cloud of perfume permeating the air is beyond me, but that’s not my business. And no, it doesn’t bug me at all that he seems to be enjoying her attention, and it definitely doesn’t chap my ass that he hasn’t even bothered to say hello to me.
    “God, he’s so bloody handsome I can’t stand it. How a woman like Lettie could ruin things after landing him is so beyond me,” Molly says, giving Cameron a not so subtle once over.
    I don’t know what she’s talking about and hold my tongue even though I’m dying to know who Lettie is and what the hell happened there.
    “She was pregnant you know, and I thought poor Cameron would combust with joy. And then everyone found out that she’d been fooling around with his best mate, Jonathan, and that the baby was actually his. Terrible scandal that.”
    Huh.
    Is it a coincidence that his ex had hoodwinked him like a pro and that he’s torturing me this way? Not fucking likely. And that knowledge only serves to piss me off. Not enough though because instead of stalking across the room and kicking his finely muscled ass, I find myself feeling terrible for him.
    It must have been so humiliating for the guy to walk around like a proud papa only to find out that your woman has been growing squash instead of your prestigious, award-winning asparagus.
    Yeah, I know that I’ve chosen a phallic looking vegetable for Cameron. I’ll think about that later.
    “That’s harsh.”
    What else can I say? I’m not family, and I doubt he’ll be too pleased that I’m getting the dirt on him even if I’m not even trying. And I hate gossiping. Hate it, but short of telling Molly, my new bestie to shut up, there’s nothing I can do.
    “Quite. He booted her right quick and hasn’t been serious about a girl since.”
    “Hhmm.”
    “Oh look, Fanny and her bunch are headed over. How thrilling. Why I’m about to swoon with excitement!” she mutters, plastering on a smile that’s says—“I’ve just swallowed a roach and I’m trying not to hurl.”
    Now we’re twins.
    “Why hello there. You must be Shaw.”
    She sounds like a cross between Hermione Granger and Professor Snape with the oily air of Voldemort and that Scampers guy who’d been a rat that belonged to Ron Weasley.
    Yeah, Harry Potter is big over here, and I am now a total fan.
    “Shaw Mallory.”
    I don’t expound because it’s not nice to meet her or her mean girl crew and I’m not a liar.
    “Sooo, there’s been some speculation since we heard that you’re pregnant and living with the Stones, and we’ve just been dying to know…”
    She breathes, leaning in conspiratorially and winking at me as if we’re friends or as if I’m dumb enough to think we could ever be.
    “Hhmm?”
    “Well. Someone got you in trouble,” she says as a hint, staring pointedly at my middle, and I smile when Molly growls beside me.
    “True. I’m not a frog or a lizard,” I muse.
    Molly giggles when Fanny’s eyes glaze over a little, and I can tell the statement has flown right over her head. So, not intelligent. Check .
    “Well, uh, are you going to put us out of our misery and clear up this week’s mystery? My money is on one of the cousins. Sad that side of the family and so not a surprise that one of them couldn’t keep their dirty laundry out of the public eye.”
    Is she really likening me to a used gym sock? And did she really just insult the Stone cousins?
    Okay, now I’m annoyed. I’ve met some of the Stone cousins from Wales, and while they may be a little wild, they’re sweethearts. Flirtatious but harmless.
    “I rather