Sophia's POV
"Sooo, when is the big day?" one of his girl friends sways her body in excitement, her cup of champagne dangerously tipping.
Her big brown eyes are wide open and her smile tells me there is some history between Christopher and her.
"Pretty soon, actually," I force a polite smile, "in less than two months."
Her eyes instantly run to my stomach. "What's the rush?"
"Why wait?" I simply lift a shoulder.
"Oh, but you do realize there will be speculations... regarding," her eyes go to my stomach again, "your condition?"
"I do now," I try not to sound impolite, but it still does.
She gathers herself, her faux smile suddenly gone. "Right," she nods. "Well it wasn't my intention to pry," she downs what's left of her glass, then mumbles Excuse me, as she rushes away to the buff
