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half-hour at the same café.
    Fate undoubtedly was cracking herself up over this one.
    She pulled out her phone to text Trish, and then saw it was after ten o’clock. Thinking it was a little late to be gossiping with anyone who had a four-month-old baby at home, she decided to hold off until the morning.
    The cab pulled to a stop in front of her home, a turn-of-the-century brownstone town house that had been gut-rehabbed by the previous owners. Sidney paid the fare, cut across the street, and then let herself in through the front door. She set down her purse and kicked off her heels, her mind playing through Vaughn’s last comment to her.
    Trust me, it’s by far the most polite of all the things I’ve been waiting to say all night.
    He was so . . . smug. Annoying, too. And even more annoying was the fact that he just
had
to be good-looking, with his interesting undercover job—
Ooh, look at me, I’m a hot FBI agent, I went to school to be this bad-ass
—blah, blah, blah. And now her sister was marrying his brother, which meant that she would be stuck bumping into this guy for eternity.
    Wonderful.
    A knock at the front door jolted Sidney out of her reverie. Not expecting any company at ten thirty on a Friday night, she checked the security camera that linked to her television.
    Surprisingly, it was Isabelle.
    Sidney opened the front door and let her sister inside. “Hey, you. I didn’t think I’d be seeing you again tonight.”
    “I asked Simon to drop me off so we could talk. You know, just the two of us.”
    Sidney smiled, less surprised now. Despite a five-year age gap, she and her sister had always been close. Having been raised by a mostly absentee father and a revolving door of nannies and stepmothers, they’d been the only constant in each other’s lives. She and Isabelle had talked and Skyped constantly while she’d been living in New York, but she’d nevertheless missed this—being able to talk in person.
    She led her sister into the living room and plunked down on the couch. She was eager for all the details she hadn’t wanted to ask in front of Simon and his oh-so-special agent brother. “So? Were you totally surprised when Simon asked you to marry him? I mean, it has only been three months.”
    Sitting on the couch next to Sidney, Isabelle curled her feet underneath her. “Yes and no. The subject came up when we were having a conversation about something else.”
    “What sort of ‘something else’?”
    “I’d just told Simon that I was pregnant.”
    Wait—
what
? Sidney blinked. “Oh my god.”
    A smile peeked at the corners of Isabelle’s mouth. “That was pretty much my first reaction. Simon’s, too.”
    Wow. Her sister—her little sister—was
pregnant
. Sidney didn’t know where to start, she had so many questions. “So this was obviously unplanned, then.”
    “Um, yeah. Three weeks ago, I’d decided to give Simon a drawer of his own in my bedroom. You know, so he could have a place to keep his things when he slept over. We’d opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate—because at that time,
that
was a big step in our relationship—and we got a little tipsy. The details are somewhat fuzzy, but I’m kind of thinking we didn’t get the condom on fast enough.”
    Oops.
    Sidney reached for her sister’s hand, still getting up to speed. “How are you feeling about all this?”
    Isabelle took a deep breath and exhaled. “It’s been a bit of a whirlwind since I found out, and I’ll obviously have to juggle some things around with my clients once the baby comes,” she said, referring to her social work practice. “But I think Simon and I are starting to wrap our minds around it now.”
    “Is this why you want to get married so quickly? Because—not to sound all big sister here—you don’t
have
to get married just because you’re having a baby, Izz.”
    “I know.” Isabelle looked at her earnestly. “But the thing is, I knew I wanted to marry Simon after our