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don’t have boobs.
    We still crack up about that one on a regular basis anytime we see a bare-chested man. When I asked Gruffy, just to mess with her, she scarred me for life by saying that men had erotic zones that make sex more interesting.
    No thanks, do not wanna imagine my toothless grandmother licking and biting Gramps’s nipples when they were younger. Gruesome.
    “Okay, ladies, we have a plan.”
    ***
    Thank God I wore the black dress instead of the royal blue one that Indie set out for me earlier or I’d have pit stains. It hasn’t even been half an hour since I took up my station at the door to welcome guests for Althea’s birthday celebration.
    She’s one of the few women we went to school with and grew up with who married well but still kept her personality intact instead of turning into a brain-dead A-hole.
    She’s been hiring us for these events since we branched out from the food truck after college and started building Delights, and she’s currently helping me in my mission to find the father of my baby.
    Some of the other stuff we have coming up in the next few weeks are parties she recommended us for to a friend of her husband. Right now we’re busy, busy, busy—something I’d always prayed and dreamed about since we started with one women’s luncheon and a thing that one of Indie’s old tattoo clients did for the needy in his neighborhood.
    We still do that block party, one day every six months. We do it at a reduced rate and Dot even managed to guilt a local supermarket into donating some of the produce we need.
    But tonight’s event is nothing near as simple as those events, and for that I am on the verge of a meltdown. I’ve met and welcomed at least ten people so far, and I’ve crossed off three names.
    One guy was clearly besotted with his wife and hardly even noticed that I was standing right in front of him. It was so sweet that I got all teary and almost begged them to take me home with them just so I can share in their happy vibes. I need happy vibes right now, all I have is puking and Indie’s amusement at my predicament.
    The other two, well one guy had a very unbecoming toupee. I know it wasn’t him, despite the grey eyes, because I remember oral sex at one point in my night of sexy sin and it included a lot of hair pulling on my part. Good-bye, Wig Guy.
    The other was hot, seriously freaking hot, and I actually imagined my vagina doing a slow slide down my leg to get at him, but his eyes were a light green and so he had to go.
                  “Hi.”
    I look up from my list to see a hottie with sandy blond hair and dark blue eyes grinning down at me, and I find myself smiling back at his infectious good mood.
    “Oh, hi. Sorry, I spaced a little. Blame it on the kid, he’s sucking out my last few brain cells,” I say, rubbing affectionately at my tiny bump.
    He grins and seems to brighten even more when he gets my meaning.
    “Oh no, sweetheart, you’re taken? You just broke my heart right down the middle.”
    My giggle is totally schoolgirlish and I’d be ashamed if I cared that I’m being an idiot. I just can’t seem to, though, because the guy is so cute and sweet and kind that I wish he was the one.
    “I seriously doubt that, cutie, but I’ll take the compliment and hold it close for when I start looking like a whale.”
    That naughty grin is back and he shakes his head, his blue eyes taking in the very slight swell of my tummy.
    “Darling, I doubt seriously that you could be anything but gorgeous, no matter how pregnant you get. In fact, I’d bet a mill easy you’ll be even more gorgeous than you are now.”
    I like flirtatious men. Playfulness is one of those things that turns me on. Damn me for not seeing this hottie first.
    “Okay, sugar lips. What’s your name? And don’t you dare tell me you’re the Leonard Basil whom Althea warned me about or I swear my heart will break.”
    His bark of laughter draws the attention of the people behind