Chapter Twenty-Five
RIVER
“I swear to God, Natalie. I’m going to be pregnant forever.” I groan, placing a bag of frozen peas on my neck. “And it’s so f*****g hot. Texas is hell. That’s what it is. This ninety-something degree weather is for the damn birds.” I’m going off, I know, but I’m so damn miserable.
“So I guess you’re adapting to the heat,” she teases.
“I hate you so much right now.” I narrow my eyes at her, but my cell service sucks out here and keeps freezing during our FaceTiming.
“I know, babe. You hate everyone.” She chuckles, clearly amused by my misery.
“How can I have another six weeks of this? That feels impossible. This baby is going to pop out of my belly button.”
I hear Adam snort in the background, and just then Alex walks into the living room.
“Is it safe to co
