Chapter 39

Wayne’s POV

The woman jerks her head toward our table. “You just made that woman sick with your disgusting ranch habit.”

He gasps. “How dare you! The ranch is not disgusting — you think my ranch habit is cute!”

“Stop saying it!” She glances at Elena, who is starting to look a little green. “I’m pretty sure she’s about a second away from blowing.”

Elena shakes her head up and down, eyes wide, and I laugh, which earns me a glare.

The woman leans over. “I am so sorry about him. Sometimes he leaves his manners at home.” She glances down at Elena’s round belly. “Oh, you’re pregnant! That actually explains so much. You know, when my best friend, Zoe, was pregnant, she was the exact same way. Even the mere mention of” — she glances at her husband — “well, the stuff that shall not be named, and she was ready to just lose it.”

Elena takes another couple of deep breaths and removes her hand from her mouth. She musters up a small smile. “It’s fine. I’m the o