"She is finally going on a date! Whoops." Imogen twirled around the empty café with a broom, fully aware that Miranda wouldn't be here to reprimand her.
"I know, right." I munched on the popcorn we bought down the street while watching Selene uncomfortably adjust her shirt.
I lent her one of my loose jeans to make it easy for her to open the button, so her baby bump wouldn't be disturbed. I coiled her hair into those beautiful curls, and for a minute, I fell in love with those tresses. She doesn't know the gift the Moon Goddess blessed her with.
The shirt was baggy enough to hide her pregnancy from prying eyes. She hadn't changed even a bit, though she is about to reach six months. I can't believe how time has passed, but I'm glad I finally told Crew I got her. He couldn't believe it an
