Chapter 202 So Screwed

• I tugged my leather planner and one of my colorful pens out of my bag and flipped open to a fresh sheet, writing the details I knew so far at the top. Time. Date. Important info.
• Right now, I had none, other than the shower was for Sage Evans-Hamilton and she was having a girl. A very spoiled little girl already, and she hadn’t even been born yet. I expected Sage to tell me Oliver had purchased the baby a pony any day now.
• I wasn’t jealous.