“Be careful getting out of the car," Elliot and Sophie ask at the same time.
I can't help but start laughing.
“You do realize I'm pregnant, not crippled, right?" I joke.
They look at me with an unsure look on their faces.
“If something happens to you, Levi will kill us," says Sophie.
My best friend takes my hand and helps me out of the car. It hasn't been many weeks since the baby shower; just two, so the pregnancy isn't particularly noticeable.
My belly was a little more swollen, but my clothes still fit the same. Honestly, it feels like I ate a lot, and not so much like I am carrying a baby in my belly.
“I'll go park the car. I'll be right back," Elliot informs us.
He turns the corner and is out of sight. Sophie walks me to the office.
I walk slowly, measuring the space between
