Chapter 51. You Owe Me

Wren POV

Quincy holds up two similar onesies in different colours. “What do you think?”

“Hm.” I squint. “Definitely purple.”

“You don’t like pink?” She pouts, brows raised.

“I do—you know what? Let’s get both.”

Her head bobs on an excited nod, and she stuffs both in the cart.

When Quincy called and asked if I’d like to escort her to do some shopping for the baby, I couldn’t say no.

Being cooped up at home, occasionally surrounded by Ezra is bad for my mental health.

It’s been three weeks of hot sex, fighting practice, deep conversations, and so much fluff and sweetness…my heart is already halfway into the dreaded ‘L’ zone.

Quincy and I head down more aisles, and I notice all the pink she’s getting.

“Are you having a girl?” I ask.

She shrugs. “I have no idea, but I have a feeling.”

A laugh bubbles out of me. “You’re getting so much pinks and purples and you don’t know yet?”

“Hey!” She scold