Epilogue
Lisa
Sixteen months later
"I'm so nervous." I said, holding the glass of bubbly, my hand shaking.
"So get that down you and then I'll let you have mine too," Juliet said, wiggling her glass at me.
My brows narrowed in suspicion. "You've not taken a single sip of that drink, Juliet Waite. Spill… and I don't mean the drink."
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Given she couldn’t look me directly in the eyes, that was an outright lie.
“Jules, spill! Right now!”
"God, okay, but do not tell a soul. We want you to have your day and not impinge on it, okay?”
“Okay. Get on with it, woman. What’s going on?”
“Quinn and I are… having a baby." Jules’ grin almost split her face.
"Oh my god," I squealed. "s**t, I nearly spilled champagne down my dress!"
Quinn and Jules’ relat
